Mister Taft fell silent for a while before saying, "What''s the matter?" "Mister Taft, thepany my father founded is on the brink of copse. Please, Mister Taft. | need your help." "I don''t know how to run a business." "Letexin, Mister Taft. It''s Maniac. He''s been taking over Anya City and doing whatever he wants to ever since you went into solitude to cultivate. My son was just beaten to death, so | sent his killer to prison. However, Maniac''s been using that as an excuse to attack me, and I''m now on the verge of bankruptcy. Please help me, Mister Taft. I''ve been incredibly wronged." "Is that so?" "Yes, it is. There wasn''t much Maniac could do tobefore, but | think he''s got someone supporting him in secret this time. Even the authorities are staying out of this. Maniac''s been wreaking havoc everywhere he goes and taking advantage of his power as an Aura level cultivator. | don''t know what else | can do." "Aura level? Ha ha ha ha!" Mister Taft barked out augh, shaking his head. "It seems like anyone can call themselves a top dog these days." "That''s right, Mister Taft! Anya City isn''t the swithout you. If you helpout, I''m willing to pay you five hundred million dors in appreciation and call you my godfather. Viewspring Corp''s will be yours after this too." "Oh?" Mister Taft looked surprised.
A momentter, he let out a chuckle. "I was going to help even if you didn''t say anything. It seems like these people are bing more arroganttely after | haven''t run the underground circle in such a long time. I''m now a Sanctuary level cultivator and n to make a grand re-appearance. We can start from your situation. After all, | did know your father rather well." "Thank you, Mister Taft!" Joel could not hold back his joy as he bowed repeatedly.
He had pulled out all the stops this time. The person Maniac was working for sounded immensely powerful and Joel knew he would not be any match for them himself.
Instead of going bankrupt, Joel figured that a better way to go about this was to find someone to help. Even though it would result in him bing a pawn in the future, it would be better than losing everything.
Besides, the death of his son was one that had to be avenged no matter what. Otherwise, he''d have no other point in living.
Just then, Mister Taft said, "Zachary, you can go with Joel. Gather all the higher-ups of Anya City here at Pureheart Vi by tomorrow. I''ve got an announcement to make." "Yes, master," the middle-aged man named Zachary Yanez said in response, bowing as he did so.
Mister Taft waved a hand, and Zachary said, "Let''s go." Joel bowed onest tbefore getting up gleefully and leaving with Zachary.
Just then, Mister Taft chuckled as he mumbled to himself, "Twenty years of cultivatingter, I''m finally a Sanctuary level cultivator.
The world shall be wrapped around my finger in no time. Anya City is no match for me.
At the stime, Joel asked in the car, "Zachary, could you please telljust how powerful a Sanctuary level cultivator is?" Joel knew that cultivators existed as Maniac was one. However, he did not know much about them.
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Zachary said, "A Sanctuary level cultivator is practically a godlike existence. Anyone below that is nothing to them." "Wow, that''s amazing. Does that mean that my godfather will be second to none now?" asked Joel.
Zachary smiled. "You could say that." "Wonderful. You''re going to get it, Maniac and whoever you''re working for," Joel said through gritted teeth.
The next afternoon.
All of Anya City had found out about Mister Taft reentering the underground circle and that shigher-ups had also been called to gather at Pureheart Vi.
The news of Mister Taft bing a Sanctuary level cultivator rocked all the cultivators of Anya City. They knew just how powerful this would make Mister Taft, so everyone prepared a big gift for their visit to see him.
At a little over six in the evening, Maniac showed up at Wilbur''s room in a fit of panic to break the news to him.