The Abandoned Husband Dominates - Chapter 1402
Chapter 1402 – 1402 Apprentice Cultivator!
1402 Apprentice Cultivator!
Lincoln found a name called Alt and clicked on the call button. Soon, the video call connected and a young boy appeared on the screen.
βUncle Lincoln, long time no see. How are you?β
Alt greeted Lincoln first.ππ³ππ¦π eππ―oπel. πom
Lincoln looked very embarrassed because Alt was the son of a good friend of his. In the past, Lincoln had taken care of him, but now, as an elder, he had to ask Alt for help.
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βHey, Alt, Iβm fine. Oh, no, Iβm not okay. Iβm not okayβ¦ I was fired from Paradise Lost.l, and Iβve lost my job now. Iβve also been blackmailed for two hundred thousand purple coinsβ¦β
Hearing this, Alt immediately asked in surprise, βOh, Uncle, what happened? Why were you fired? And why were you cheated of money?β
Alt knew his uncle was clever. Heβd always been the one to lie to others. Few could fool him.
βI took in an employee today. He said he wanted to work as a host at my place, so I took him to register for an ID and a purple-gold card. I can guarantee that heβs a rookie who just arrived on Celestial King Planet and doesnβt have any foundation in cultivation. However, after a while, he claimed to be a cultivator and jumped down from the hotel window on the 200th floor. He even flew back.β
Alt was also shocked. βOh my god, does that mean heβs really a cultivator? I donβt even know how to fly. Teacher said that I can only try flying when I reach the level of a disciple.β
Lincoln quickly denied it. βNo, heβs definitely not a cultivator. If he is, itβs impossible that he didnβt have an ID and a purple-gold card. Heβs from Mars. Iβm guessing that all Martians can fly, or he used some other method. In short, he canβt be a cultivator. I can guarantee it!β
Seeing that Lincoln was so confident, Alt didnβt doubt him. βUncle, what do you want me to do? Tell me. Since that guy isnβt a cultivator, even if he can fly, he wonβt be my match. Iβve already entered the apprentice level. My punches and kicks are injected with spiritual energy. I can cripple him!β
Lincoln smiled back. βThank you, Alt. Thatβs what I was thinking. Iβve worked in this hotel for years, but he used despicable means to force me to leave my job. I canβt take this lying down! Alt, can you come to the Lost Paradise Hotel? With your identity as an apprentice cultivator, you can definitely expose his true colors!β
Alt smiled. βNo problem. Iβve been cultivating for so long, but Iβve never fought in real combat. Itβs great to have a target that can fly and pose no threat to me. Uncle, Iβll take the underwater express now. Wait for me!β
Lincoln said, βOkay!β
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A few hours later, Jordan had gotten Sam drunk and was ready to leave.
Jordan muttered to himself as he looked at Sam who had fallen asleep on the bed, βSam, Iβm sorry. Although Iβve gathered enough money for my tuition fees, I still have to take your 80,000 yuan for my brotherβs tuition fees. If we meet again, Iβll definitely make it up to you.β
Jordan had lied to Sam. The 80,000 purple coins were very important to Jordan, but to Sam, who had already lost the qualification to cultivate, it was no longer a matter of life and death.
In the future, if Jordan became successful, he would definitely come to Sam and compensate him ten times over.
Subsequently, Jordan walked out of the room. He did not take Samβs aircraft because from his conversation with Sam just now, Jordan already knew that there were many means of transportation on Celestial King Planet. They were faster than Samβs aircraft.
As such, he planned to take the Undersea Express now and go to the Cloud Sect to officially start his schooling.
Jordan walked out of the room. Just as he passed by Room 20002, two people suddenly blocked his way.
One of them was a boy with a wicked smile and sharp teeth. The other was Manager Lincoln.
Lincoln smiled evilly. βRascal, you took the money and ID I gave you. Where are you going to cheat people again?β
Jordan looked at Lincoln and said, βWhy are you still here? Didnβt I tell you to resign?β
It was not that Jordan wanted Lincoln to lose his job. It was just that this person knew Jordanβs secret and knew that Jordan was not a cultivator. If it were those bad people, they would have killed him long ago. Jordan just wanted him to leave Lost Paradise and not have him talk nonsense.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the boy behind suddenly said, βBastard! You brat, how dare you ask my uncle to resign? Do you want to die?β
Only then did Jordan size up the arrogant boy carefully. Manager Lincoln clearly knew that Jordan could fly, but he still dared to bring people to provoke him. It was obvious that this boy was not an ordinary person.
On the other hand, Jordan could sense that there seemed to be a different aura from the others on him. It was a powerful oppressive aura.
This person reminded Jordan of Gerald who had killed him. However, this person did not have the powerful pressure that Gerald had.
Manager Lincoln smiled. βMartian, let me introduce you. This is my nephew, Alt. He has just become a cultivator for a year and is now an apprentice cultivator in the Heavenly Academy. Didnβt you say that you are a scholar-level cultivator? Why donβt you have a one-on-one battle with my nephew!β
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