âCedric Campbell!â
As soon as Mozart, heard that, he couldnât help but feel slightly shocked. He was very familiar with that
old man. When he was a student, there were always questions about that man in examinations.
Mozart,
Alex
âHe⦠Seems to be unacquainted with me.â
âYouâll know once you get there, brat. Cedric even brought along his granddaughter, Esmeralda. I think
he might have come to matchmake his granddaughter.â
âMatch⦠Make..?â
âThatâs right. Your grandpa is keen-eyed. Esmeralda Campbell looks coy and has rosy cheeks. It
definitely has something to do with the relationship between a man and a woman!â
Mozart, was puzzled.
Mozart,
Alex
However, Geronimo quickly dragged him away.
Beatrice and Michelle, still fighting at the side, immediately stopped and jumped away from each other
after hearing Geronimo. They had yet to determine the winner, yet someone had called Esmeralda out
and wanted a slice of the pie. Had she asked for their permission?
They looked at each other in dismay and unanimously changed targets to the outsider. They chased
after Mozart, in the direction he was dragged away.
Mozart,
Alex
***
Mozart, was calm and collected as usual when he saw Cedric. With his current position, he no longer
had to be as cautious as before in the face of officials.
Mozart,
Alex
After some exchanges, Mozart, knew the purpose of Cedricâs visit.
Mozart,
Alex
He said, âCedric, please be rest assuredâ¦The Ksitigarbhaâs Ten Wheels Earth Incantation I made
public is not some kind of conspiracy or trickery. I just want the Earth to overcome this crisis.â
Cedric nodded. âI understand it now. Thereâs really an alien invasion! Just now, hundreds of satellites
were shot down, and the one almost killed me! Iâm here because Iâm entrusted by the Emperor who has
a great trust in your character. Iâd like to ask you, whatâs the next action we should take in America?â
After thinking for a while, Mozart, said, âThe official might as well recommend Ksitigarbhaâs Ten Wheels
Earth Incantation. How about it?â
Mozart,
Alex
Cedric froze for a while. âMozart,, to be honest, Iâm considered your elder. Your father used to work
under me when he was young. Now, I just want to clarify one thing. Ksitigarbhaâs Ten Wheels Earth
Incantation is a Divine cultivation technique, but why do you have to go to such great lengths to teach it
for free?â
Mozart,
Alex
Mozart, narrowed his eyes slightly and was awestruck. If he were to sort out his fatherâs deeds when
he was young, he could talk about them for three days and three nights.
Mozart,
Alex
It was not uncormnon that he had once become Cedricâs subordinate.
He said, âEverything is for self-help! Cedric, if itâs convenient, please lend a hand. Weâre running out of
time. The Pantheon is already at our doorstep and eyeing on us covetously. I donât know when they will
barge in.â
Cedric frowned and said, âI have to discuss this with the Emperor!â
Mozart, said with a smile, âAlright! Please hurry up!â
Mozart,
Alex
He had just promoted the cultivation technique in the live broadcast room. Now, many were learning it,
and many had just started cultivating it. There were, however, very few people who could truly
comprehend the essence of the cultivation technique to bring him a lot of golden spatial energy.
âBy the way, my granddaughter, Esmeralda, wants to talk to you alone,â Cedric suddenly said.
ââ¦â
Soon, Mozart, met Esmeralda.
Mozart,
Alex
As soon as they met, Mozart, felt how unusual the lady was her body was shrouded in a layer of mist!
Mozart,
Alex
He could not see through her essence.
âMiss Campbellâ¦â
Just as Mozart, was about to say something, Esmeralda suddenly reached out to the back of her head
and took her hairpin. Her black hair fell and reached her waist, exuding charming temptation.
Mozart,
Alex
âDo you recognize this?â
Mozart, looked at the hairpin in her hand. Entirely green, it was shining with radiance. In ancient times,
it had a proper noun to it. It was called a comb.
Mozart,
Alex
After looking at it for a long time, Mozart, was about to shake his head, but his cardiac acupoint
throbbed and trembled. Something had been broken, awakened, and activated.
Mozart,