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However, looking at the pile of documents stacked like a mountain, he still frowned and said, “That’s still too much. Put all this away for now, and we’ll talk about it after I see your father after the New Year.”

“This…”

“If Mr. Jensen asks you to put it away, then put it away for now.”

Bradley Ford glanced at Mick Simmons and said, “Prepare the appropriate thank you gift, not too much, not too little.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Mick Simmons was very tactful and didn’t bring up the matter of sending assets again. He had come with three goals in mind.

First, to ease the tension between himself and Greg Jensen.

Second, to invite Greg Jensen to treat his father’s illness.

The last goal was to get on Greg Jensen’s good side.

The first two goals were basically accomplished; the third was not urgent. Whether or not Greg Jensen could cure his father’s illness, he would simply send the agreed upon assets when the time came.

Sending more or less was a matter of goodwill; as long as it could bring them closer, that was enough.

Mick Simmons had calculated everything thoroughly and relaxed his tense nerves. During the conversation, he regained the composure and ease of a typical eldest son of the Simmons family.

After casually chatting with Greg Jensen for a while, he quickly got up to take his leave.

Greg Jensen did not keep them either. He personally walked Bradley Ford to the door and watched them drive away before heading back into the house and nestling in his bedroom to start his Qi Refinement.

A little while later, his assistant peeked in and said, “Boss, can I go with my aunt to buy vegetables?”

“If you want to go, go ahead, there’s nothing much to do in the village.”

“Alrighty!”

Watching Trey Holmes bounce away joyfully, Greg Jensen smiled contentedly, “After a few months on the job, this girl has finally become much more outgoing.”

He shook his head and closed his eyes to continue his Qi Refinement.

When he broke through to the sixth level of Qi Refinement, he took advantage of his realm being higher than his cultivation level to absorb a lot more Spiritual Energy.

Therefore, after breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refinement, the True Qi in his body was not far from reaching the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

At the sixth level of Qi Refinement, the True Qi increased much more than before every time he practiced the Guidance Technique. After a few cycles, he could see his True Qi increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The deterrence brought about by being half a step away from becoming a Grandmaster made him realize the benefits of improving his realm. Now he didn’t want to waste a single moment and wished he could spend every second cultivating.

This time returning to the village for the New Year, he treated it as if he were in seclusion for cultivation, since there was nothing to do in the village anyway.

In the following two days, he stayed like a sheltered lady, not stepping outside the inner doors, hiding at home and cultivating every day.

Apart from relatives coming over to visit, he barely had a moment of spare time.

It was not until New Year’s Eve that he finally gave himself a day off, helping to clean the house and prepare the ingredients needed for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Compared to the city, the village had a much better New Year atmosphere. On the afternoon of New Year’s Eve, the sound of firecrackers could be heard non-stop for miles around.

Esther Jensen, like a tomboy, dragged Greg Jensen out to set off firecrackers.

The two of them, one big and one small, played wildly outside all afternoon until dinner time before they returned home.

Their family of three, plus Trey Holmes the assistant, four people gathered around the table, chatting while eating and watching the Spring Festival Gala on television.

The current Spring Festival Gala wasn’t as good as in previous years.

A perfectly good entertainment show was turned into a literary performance by some “artists.”

People in the city still had other entertainment options besides the Spring Festival Gala.

But the villagers had it rough; after being busy all year, they finally got a chance to take a break, only to have it filled with long speeches by these “veteran artists.”

Greg Jensen wasn’t too interested in the Spring Festival Gala either. After the New Year’s Eve dinner, he stood alone in the courtyard, staring at the stars above and daydreaming.

It had been almost half a year since he got the “Yin-Yang Harmony Scripture.” He had avenged his wrongs and regained his dignity, but the two lost years of his youth could never be recovered.

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But thankfully, he still had a future.

It was foreseeable that it would be a brilliant future!

Soaring with the sword, he would travel freely between heaven and earth.

At that moment, bell-like laughter suddenly rang out from the house.

It was easy to tell that it must be Trey Holmes and Lindsey Wolfe’s voices, and they seemed to be talking about something, or perhaps they had seen something amusing, as they laughed heartily.

Hearing the laughter inside the house, Greg Jensen’s lips curled into a smile as well.

“When traveling in the future, I’ll need to change my name. They have been through enough already; I can’t let them live in fear any longer,” he thought.

“What should I call myself?”

Greg Jensen fell into deep thought.

After pondering for a long time without coming up with a satisfactory answer, he gave up on it and returned to his room to continue his cultivation.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, Greg Jensen, accompanied by Esther Jensen, took some pastries and beverages as gifts to pay a New Year’s visit to all the elders.

When passing by the house of his uncle Marcus Jensen, Greg hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.

Marcus Jensen was delighted to see Greg Jensen and welcomed them into the house with a face as crinkled as a blooming chrysanthemum.

Gillian Lampe, seeing Greg Jensen, also dropped her cold demeanor and instead put on a smile, looking somewhat ingratiating: “Have you eaten yet, Greg? Stay for lunch, I’ll make you some stewed meat.”

“No need, there are still several homes I haven’t visited,” Greg Jensen replied offhandedly, and then left with Esther Jensen.

After walking a great distance, he stopped, looked back at his uncle’s doorway, and let out a long sigh of relief.

In the bustling city, a poor man goes unnoticed, but in remote mountains, a wealthy man finds distant kin.

The relationships between people are invariably tied to money and power.

Village life during the New Year is fairly simple, comprising mainly of a New Year’s visit on the first day, followed by various forms of entertainment.

Greg Jensen was not interested in these and after staying in the village for a few days, he left Peach Blossom Village with Trey Holmes on the morning of the sixth day.

Having enjoyed Greg Jensen’s company over the past days, Lindsey Wolfe had grown accustomed to life with him and naturally felt some reluctance at their parting.

But she also knew that she couldn’t keep him to herself, so she merely reminded him to eat regularly while he was away and to come back to visit whenever he had the time.

Leaving Peach Blossom Village and returning to Jamae City, Greg Jensen felt as if he had entered another world.

“Greg, have you returned? How about getting together tonight?”

“Sure, let’s meet at Dreamscape Garden.”

Greg Jensen had just entered the boundaries of Jamae City when he received a call from Spencer Burley. After changing into a new set of clothes at his villa, he headed to Dreamscape Garden.

Once there, he discovered that besides Adrian Wright, Spencer Burley, Louisa Burley, Tracy Miles, and Vivian Shimpson, Mick Simmons had come as well.

“Mr. Jensen…”

On seeing Greg Jensen, Mick Simmons quickly stood up, his body slightly moved as if intending to bow, then abruptly remembering the others present, he violently checked himself.

“Hmm, take a seat,” Greg Jensen nodded and sat down at the table before asking, “How’s your father doing?”

“The same as always.”

“Hmm, I’ll go see him this afternoon,” Greg Jensen replied casually.

On hearing this, Mick Simmons became excited and said, “I… I’ll call home right away to make arrangements.”

“What’s the rush, let’s eat first!” Greg Jensen said indifferently.

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