Chapter 33

Chapter 33,A Man Like None Other

“Please,e in!” Walter simply nodded at Jared to greet him. From his perspective, the only reason

Tommy was treating Jared with such respect was that his family was rich and powerful, and certainly

not due to Jared’s own capabilities. The moment Jared stepped into the vi with Tommy, he could feel

an intense rush of spiritual energy. In the garden, he saw a clump of trees with extremely thick trunks.

They were so big that they blocked out most of the sunlight.

As they continued walking in, he saw an exquisitely designedndscapeplete with a pavilion built

with ssical architecture. “Mr. Grange, your trees must be really old, aren’t they?” Jared couldn’t help

but ask as he could feel the surge of spiritual energying from them. “Mr. Chance, these trees are

hundreds of years old.

They are the reason why Mr. Grange built his vi here,” Tommy exined. Jared nodded, finally

understanding why Walter chose to retire in Horington despite it being an unassuming city. ces that

were filled with spiritual energy were indeed excellent for living out one’s old age. Nourished by spiritual

energy, one was able to beat back the effects of aging. After walking along a corridor, the group arrived

in the main hall.

It was filled with antique furniture, each of them at least a hundred years old. There was even a Dragon

Throne right in the center of the hall with nine giant dragons carved onto it. With a golden throw draped

upon it, the throne looked as if it was constantly in use. Staring at the Dragon Throne, Jared furrowed

his brows at it. “Please, have a seat.” Walter waved his hand casually before settling down on the

throne.

Once Tommy and Jared were seated, Walter ordered his servants to serve coffee. “Mr. Lewis, whatever

it is you need my help with, please go ahead and speak your mind.” Walter obviously knew Tommy

wanted something. After Tommy looked in Jared’s direction, Jared exined, “Since we’re aware that

you love collecting antiques, I would like to ask if you have any spiritual brushes here? The kind used

by famous schrs of old?

Also, I’m looking for cinnabar rosaries that are imbued with fresh animal blood.” “Spiritual brush?”

Walter knitted his brows in thought. “Mr. Grange, we’re definitely not asking it for free. As long as you

have it, I’m willing to pay whatever price you name.” Tommy quickly dispelled any doubts Walter had.

“There’s no need for that.” Walter smiled inly. “If I do have it, I don’t mind giving it to you. After all,

money is of no use to me.”

“That’s true. Money is indeed meaningless to you.” Tommy nodded repeatedly. “Calligraphy brushes

are inherently consumables. Therefore, it’s almost impossible to find one that has been left around for

so long. As for cinnabar rosaries imbued with fresh animal blood, I’ve never heard of one like that

before.” Despite shaking his head, Walter continued, “Having said that, perhaps you can look for them

in a monastery.

After all, the priests there often use them to draw seals for exorcism rituals. Consequently, their

calligraphy brushes might contain some spirituality as well!” Jared was ted upon hearing Walter’s

words, as he had forgotten about the idea. The calligraphy brushes used by the priests would definitely

be imbued with spirituality.

It was highly likely he would find a cinnabar rosary there too. Hence, all he needed to do was to find a

monastery instead of running all over Antique Street for his search. “Mr. Grange, thank you for your

guidance.” Jared got to his feet and bowed. Walterughed heartily. “Don’t mention it. It was nothing

but a casual remark.”

“Mr. Grange, excuse me for asking, but where did your Dragon Thronee from?” Jared inquired.

“Oh? You can tell how special this throne is?” Filled with pride, Walter exined, “I spent a lot of money

to purchase this chair from overseas.

It’s a genuine Dragon Throne from one of the ancient dynasties. The emperor back then used to sit on

it.” Walter gently ran his fingers over the throne. Evidently, he was enamored with it.