Twenty minutes later, Desmond and the Lady left Willow Villa in a bulletproof convoy to visit Jagoan’s parent’s old house in the old city. Meanwhile, Jagoan was driving towards Willow Villa from the urban area, planning to visit the nearby Elys-Champ Hot Springs.
On the expressway, Jagoan spotted a convoy approaching from the opposite direction. He quickly realized that it was Evans convoy and remembered that his grandmother was planning to visit his parent’s old house that day, as Jack had informed him via text message.
Although Jagoan was not worried about his identity being revealed to his grandparents, he still felt a tinge of unease as the convoy passed by at a fast speed.
Upon arriving at the Elys-Champ Hot Springs Villa, Jagoan saw that Master Vail had already started teaching his students and he didn’t want to disturb them. Instead, he observed Jagoan and Aurora through the window to see how they were doing.
As Jagoan watched the progress of Jagoan and Aurora’s martial arts training, he couldn’t help but be impressed by the former’s quick mastery of true chi circulation. In just a few short days, Jagoan had already completed the entry stage of martial arts, leaving Jagoan in awe of her skills.
As for Aurora, Jagoan could feel intermittent energy in her body, but she still had a long way to go before she could fully realize the full potential of her true chi. Jagoan likened her current state to a car’s power system starting up, but not quite reaching the speed needed to fully ignite the engine.
Despite not being as talented as Jagoan, Jagoan believed that Aurora had potential, and he knew that with continued hard work, she could eventually succeed in realizing the full operation of true energy.
Aside from the girls, Jagoan was also concerned about Isaac Cameron and Don Albert’s progress. He wondered how they were doing and if they were making any headway in their training.
Jagoan shifted his attention to Isaac and Don Albert, who were still struggling to grasp the concept of internal observation. Despite their efforts, they couldn’t seem to focus their attention on their inner eye, and their faces betrayed their frustration.
Isaac’s brow was creased in deep concentration, while Don Albert was grinning as if trying to force his way through the technique.
Internal observation was a tricky business. Like vocal music, it required a deep understanding of resonance and harmony that couldn’t be taught by rote.
Jagoan knew that the key to unlocking their potential was to help them focus and explore slowly.
Meanwhile, in Aurous Hill’s Old Town, the impressive convoy belonging to the Evans family disintegrated just before entering the city, making it less conspicuous. Nevertheless, all the vehicles were still closely guarding the commercial van that carried Jagoan’s grandmother and uncle.
In the old house of Jagoan’s parents, Deana and Zara were already done with breakfast.
Zara, looking sharp in her concise attire, picked up her handbag and informed her mother, “Mom, I’m headed to the School of Finance and Economics.”
Deana nodded and asked her to drive carefully before enquiring, “Will you be back for lunch?”
“I won’t,” replied Zara with a hint of regret, “I’ll have lunch with Zoey at the cafeteria.”
As the head of BAIT Shipping, Zara had been spending most of her days with Zoey lately. She was visiting Aurous Hill University of Finance and Economics to find Zoey’s father and to recharge her own lessons. With BAIT Shipping’s business expanding rapidly, its market share and operating income had been skyrocketing.
Despite the two girl’s successful operation of a billion-dollar company, they couldn’t ignore the fact that the company was growing too rapidly for their limited experience and abilities to handle. Therefore, they had been searching for Mr. Riley, hoping to glean more knowledge and insight from him.
John Riley was a renowned economics professor with extensive practical experience and knowledge. To the young girls, he was a guide and mentor.
As Zara prepared to leave the house, she heard a crisp knock on the iron fence door that Deana had chosen for the courtyard. Although there was no doorbell, the sound was as clear as a copper bell and it echoed through the room.
Curiosity piqued, Zara wondered, “Who could be here so early in the morning? Maybe it’s Mr. Wade? But why didn’t he mention it? He’s usually so sensitive.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she declared, “I’ll go check it out.”