The whirlpool in the river channel quickly disappeared.
The Heavenly Thunder seemed unwilling, crackling down several more strikes.
In the end, reluctantly dissipating all the thunderclouds.
It was the first time Jasmine Hamilton faced the Heavenly Dao directly, she could still hold on at first, but only when the thunderclouds dispersed did she finally let out a sigh of relief, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.
On the entire riverbank, she was left alone, sitting on the blackened scorched earth clearly struck by lightning.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, she abruptly looked in another direction.
But she saw that in the direction where Addison had fallen, the other’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
She frowned, but eventually dragged her somewhat weakened body back to the apartment where Magnolia Hearne had previously been.
As soon as she stepped into the elevator, her body couldn’t help but stagger a step.
Luckily, a pair of hands supported her in time, she looked up, and it was a familiar human, with a hint of polite concern,
"Miss, are you alright? If it’s low blood sugar, I have some candy here."
Jasmine Hamilton looked at the candy handed over by the other person, thinking, this human is still as kind as ever...
Jennings Family.
Luca Jennings watched the clouds disperse not far on the horizon, and his stern face showed little emotion.
Uncle Ming the butler walked over, smiling,
"Over in the east part of town, I don’t know what happened, but there was suddenly a dry thunderstorm. However, it was just this once, it shouldn’t affect your flight tomorrow."
"Hmm."
The butler glanced at him and then outside, seemingly mentioning casually,
"Speaking of which, the person who used to occasionally sneak around spying on you hasn’t come these past two days. They used to come every few days."
The butler spoke casually, not expecting a response, knowing that this master of his wasn’t interested in matters outside of work, otherwise, he wouldn’t still be unmarried at this age.
Yet unexpectedly, soon after he finished speaking, he heard him say,
"She has been here."
His voice was low and deep, his expression as usual stern and serious.
Uncle Ming’s spirits lifted, unable to help but look at Luca Jennings, tentatively asking,
"That girl I’ve seen, she’s quite good-looking, always sneaking around outside isn’t proper. Next time... should I bring her in to sit?"
And maybe ask her if she’s interested in our President Jiang.
If she is, she should be more proactive. Hiding won’t encourage this one to make the first move.
Luca Jennings didn’t respond for a while. Uncle Ming, thinking he had tacitly agreed, eagerly started preparing to have a word with the security office folks.
Suddenly, he heard Luca Jennings’ voice again from behind, slightly somber.
He said, "No need."
For so many years, she chose not to appear in front of him, which indicated that she never intended to meet him.
Moreover, today as he stood at the window, watching that receding figure, he had a vague premonition.
That person probably wouldn’t come again.
...
Artefact Village.
Samuel Chalmers realized something was wrong when the teacup shattered, just about to head out when Stella Gibson came rushing in from outside, holding a charred doll,
"What do we do? Greta, Greta seems to be in trouble!"
Samuel Chalmers knew that contractors had a special sense among them, just about to inquire further when, in the next second, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura.
It’s her.
They have returned.
Without a word, Samuel Chalmers long legs moved like the wind, swiftly running towards the direction of the village entrance.
Donovan Jennings, who had been keeping watch in the village, saw the usually calm Samuel Chalmers displaying such a demeanor and followed without saying a word.
The other villagers were initially confused, quickly, as if sensing something themselves, began heading towards the village entrance.
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