Rise of The Abandoned Husband

Just as I was about to bring out the two corpses for battle, Star suddenly moved forward and positioned himself between both sides.

"Enough," Star said coldly.

Norah and the others frowned slightly. Though somewhat annoyed, they didn't dare show anger toward Star.

"Lord Star, are you trying to shield this person?" Ottor said coldly.

Star glanced at him and said, "If you continue fighting, you'll surely destroy this large spiritual stone mine."

Ottor snorted coldly. Despite his displeasure, he said nothing more.

Norah stared coldly at Jimmy Ysabel and said, "For Lord Star's sake, we can let you live, but you must leave now! This large spiritual stone mine has nothing to do with you!"

At these words, everyone turned to look at Jimmy Ysabel.

Jimmy Ysabel looked calmly at Norah and said, "The large spiritual stone mine belongs to the world and should be everyone's. What right do you have to make us leave? What right do you have to make us give up?"

"You're seeking death!" Ottor roared furiously.

"Don't refuse kindness when offered! Belongs to the world? Do you even have that power?"

"If we can't have it, what will you do?"

Jimmy Ysabel said calmly, "If you won't give it, we'll surely fight back until you're willing to have fair talks."

These words hit my heart hard.

These words struck deep into my inner heart.

"Haha, then we'll kill you now and see how you fight back!" Ottor and the others launched another attack!

At this moment, Garcia Coleman stepped forward and said indifferently, "Regarding the spiritual stone mine's distribution, the Capital City Martial Arts Association will handle it."

Everyone looked at Garcia Coleman with some doubt in their eyes.

Garcia Coleman said indifferently, "In three days, the Capital City Martial Arts Association will hold a meeting to discuss the large spiritual stone mine's distribution."

"At that time, I will mediate everyone's conflicts."

Since Garcia Coleman was Jensen Coleman's son, Ottor and the others naturally didn't dare say more after he spoke.

This great battle seemed temporarily halted.

But everyone knew this was only temporary.

Getting equal rights through flattery and submission would never work.

The foundation for equal dialogue is having equal power.

"Alright, everyone disperse for now," Garcia Coleman said.

"Mr. Coleman, I hope you can maintain fairness," someone said coldly.

The crowd scattered like a tide.

Jimmy Ysabel didn't linger either, sweeping his gaze over everyone before slowly departing.

"Jimmy Ysabel! We spared you this time, but next time we might not!" Ottor shouted after him.

"Three days from now will be your death!" Norah also cursed coldly.

Jimmy Ysabel said nothing and left in a few steps.

Looking at the people at the scene, my heart was also full of concern.

I stared coldly at these martial artists from the Mystic Realm, strong killing intent rising in my heart.

"Friend, thank you for your assistance," Pearson Bowman and Bella Tad approached at this moment.

I bowed slightly without saying much.

"My friend, if you don't mind, how about coming to my place for a talk?" Pearson Bowman invited again.

I stayed quiet for a moment, then shook my head and said, "I have other matters, so I won't go."

After saying this, I was about to leave.

At this time, Bella Tad blocked my path.

He looked me up and down and said, "My friend, be careful. Those martial artists from the Mystic Realm won't let you go."

"I know, thanks." I instinctively wanted to pat Bella Tad on the shoulder, but finally lowered my hand.

Not daring to stay longer, I turned and left the mine.

I knew very well in my heart that the discussion in three days would definitely be unfair.

By then, a great battle would surely break out again!

Whether the seven Martial Saints would act together, no one knew.

"Relying on Jimmy Ysabel alone will be hard to resist these seven Martial Saints," I couldn't help but think.

After much consideration, I decided to find a way to revive those two corpses!

If I had those two corpses available, even those seven Martial Saints wouldn't be worth worrying about.

"If only the man with the mustache was here," I thought to myself.

"Right! The man with the mustache!"

I slapped my head, realizing I had forgotten about him!

With his personality, he definitely wouldn't miss the large spiritual stone mine!

Wherever there were treasures, he was always there, let alone such a famous mine!

After thinking it over, I decided to hide in the shadows and search for the man with the mustache.

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The next day.

I stood at a distance from the spiritual stone mine, secretly observing the area around the mine.

By noon, I still hadn't spotted the man with the mustache.

"That's odd," I couldn't help but frown.

Had he changed his ways and would even pass up such a spiritual stone mine?

"Impossible," I shook my head.

The man with the mustache could miss anything, but he would never miss treasure.

So I decided to keep waiting.

At that moment.

A sneaky figure entered my sight.

He looked around with a cunning expression and crept toward the mountain peak.

His behavior was like a thief planning to steal something.

"Finally found you," I couldn't help but sigh in relief.

However, instead of approaching the man, I decided to watch and see what the man with the mustache was planning.

At the mountain peak.

Being extremely careful, the man with the mustache checked his surroundings to ensure no one was watching before pulling out a bunch of magical artifacts and strange materials, then began making urgent gestures on the spot.

At that moment, I carefully approached him from behind and tapped his shoulder.

"Holy shit!"

The man with the mustache was startled and nearly fell to the ground.

He looked at me with a frightened expression and said with a forced smile, "Is there something you need, friend?"

I glanced at him and said, "What are you doing, sneaking around here like this?"

The man with the mustache coughed and said, "I thought the scenery was nice, so I came up to look."

"Hmm, do you think the sun is pretty? Are those branches over there attractive?"

"Go to hell," I rolled my eyes.

I pointed at the various materials on the ground and asked, "What are these things?"

"Um... these are just some stones. I think they make the place look nice," the man with the mustache said shamelessly.

I glared at him and said, "Tell me what you're planning!"

The man with the mustache mumbled, "I'm not planning anything, I... huh? What did you call me?"

Looking at the man with the mustache who finally reacted, I whispered, "It's me, Mason Raymond. Don't make a scene."

"Holy shit!" The man with the mustache's eyes widened.

"Damn it, you scared me to death!"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Enough chatting, tell me what you're doing!"

"I'm really not doing anything, I just came up to enjoy the scenery," the man with the mustache said with a grin.

I nodded and said, "Fine, I'll go tell Garcia Coleman right now."

After saying this, I made a move to leave.

Seeing this, the man with the mustache quickly stopped me.

"Alright, let's share the benefits," the man with the mustache said somewhat helplessly.

"Honestly, this is the newest spatial technique I've developed."

My eyebrows raised and I said, "A spatial technique? What are you planning to do?"

The man with the mustache grinned and said, "Once the large spiritual stone mine opens, I can sneak in using this spatial formation."

"To steal spiritual stones?" A flash of excitement appeared in my eyes.