Chapter 192


    Wilbur touched his face and scoffed, mumbling, “Don’t make me..”


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    It was afternoon.


    Jose was driving the car, and Wilbur was in the backseat taking a nap.


    He used his spirit energy to transform himself into Trevor Penn.


    He did not want unnecessary trouble fer himself and Faye, so be transformed his appearance. He felt


    like it was important.


    That


    That was the first time Jose knew that appearances could be transformed. He was instantly shocked


    and impressed, thinking that Wilbur was more mysterious than ever.


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    Several hourster, the car exited the highway of Silvertown, Shaw Province. After driving for over an


    hour, they arrived at a manor situated at the foot of a mount in on the outskirts.


    They got out of the car with Jose leading the way. The manor was brightly lit, and a group of people


    were patrolling in front of the estate.


    “Who are you!” yelled someone.


    Jose instantly replied, “I’m Jose Smithson of the Torres n. I came at the request of Mister Marcus


    Torres.”


    The leader approached him to check if he truly was fase Smithson. They greeted each other and he


    immediately gave them permission to pass.


    Jose was not a member of the Torres n, but he was a pupil of thete Easion Torres. He was close


    enough to be considered part of the n.


    They walked into the manor and passed a bridge before arriving at an open courtyard.


    The courtyard was quite sp acious, with various equipment ced around its perimeter. It was evident


    that this was the ce where the Torres n members practicedba:


    It was quite normal for every n member to bebat-inclined.


    Several individuals were seated near the entrance of a pavilion at the far end of the courtyard. There


    were dozens of muscr men behind them, each with a serious expression.


    Jose approached them and bowed, announcing his arrival, “I am a pupil of the Tomes n, Jose


    Smithson. Reporting for duty.”


    The man in his fifties who was sitting at the center frowned and asked, “So, it’s Jose. Who is the man


    behind you? Don’t you know this is an important Torres n matter?”


    “Sir, this is someone I asked to help. He’s more powerful than you can imagine, so he can help the


    Torres n get through this,” exined Jose hurriedly.


    Marcus, the head of the Torres n, looked at Wilbur. He frowned and said, “He’s too young to be


    powerful enough Regardless, since you’re here, do have a seat.”


    The n members instantly brought twn chairs and ced them in an insignificant spot.


    Jose noticed it and hurriedly said, “Sir, Mister Penn is an expert. This is..”


    The cement of the chair seemed casual, but it was slightly disrespectful.


    Jose did not mind, but he felt like it was not suitable for Wilbur to sit there.


    “Do you low who is here today? Marcus pointed to the left. He was pointing at a sturdy man with a


    round face. He said, ” This is the owner of the Dragon Dojo, Wall Heath. He’s a peak Aura level


    cultivator.”


    Then, he painted to the right. He was pointing at an elderly man with a white beard. He said, “And this


    is Spencer Sanchez, an


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    Ambience level cultivator who has been in seclusion in Shaw Province for many years. Both of them


    are legendary figures in our world. Having the opportunity to sit alongside them is a great honor.”


    Jose was about to say something, but Wilbur stopped him. He said casually, “It’s the same regardless


    of where I sit.”


    With that, he sat on the chair. Jose could not do anything about it, so he silently sat next to Wilbur


    Wilbur could tell that Jose was not taken seriously in the Torres n.


    Perhaps it was because he was weaker inparison, but it was also because he was not staying in


    the Torres n.


    ording to Jose, he rarely went back to the Torres manor after his mentor passed away.