After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 142 - 118: The One Destined for You, I’ll Find for You (4 more updates)

Chapter 142: Chapter 118: The One Destined for You, I’ll Find for You (4 more updates)

Chloe’s gaze was faint and direct.

Riley stiffened under her gaze.

"What was the original intention of creating a family?"

"Huh?"

Riley hesitated and then a smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, did you agree?"

"You’re using me."

Chloe bluntly pointed out.

Riley stiffened again.

Anxiously she explained, "I’m not."

"Creating a family, is it for your parents or yourself?"

Riley’s thoughts were exposed; she lowered her head in shame, "Sister, I’m sorry, but my original idea was to help you."

"I do believe that."

"Sister!"

Riley looked up, her eyes shining brightly.

"I’m not interested."

"Uncle Lewis told me about your situation."

So, they would be helping each other.

Chloe looked at her from the corner of her eye, "Once, the Fisher Family was just a younger brother of a large family, but now it has become a separate school. That large family has perished in the division, and the descendants of the Fisher Family are not of good character."

Typical ingrates.

Riley stared blankly at Chloe.

Recalling Uncle Lewis saying that Chloe’s brain wasn’t very good, was she having an episode?

Riley suddenly felt sorry for Chloe.

Seeing the pity in the little girl’s eyes, Chloe seemed to understand what she was thinking.

"There is no record of the Fisher Family ever pledging allegiance to any large family."

The Fisher Family has been established as an independent school for a long time and is very famous in the ancient martial world.

Chloe continued, "No record doesn’t mean it didn’t happen."

Riley watched Chloe walk away and suddenly felt that what she proposed was somewhat inappropriate.

It seemed like she had chosen the wrong person.

"Sister, thank you for saving me before. No matter what you want me to do in the future, I will follow your arrangements!"

No matter if her brain was a problem or not, she would stick with her sister from now on!

*

Hans Foster couldn’t play basketball today.

Because he was sitting at home, watching his cousin Chloe take his pulse with a dazed expression.

He was holding back his laughter as Chloe finished taking his pulse.

Aunt warned him not to provoke Chloe.

Otherwise, it would affect her.

So, whatever Chloe wanted to do, he just had to follow her instructions.

Then.

Hans saw her take out several long silver needles.

"Wait!"

Hans’s scalp tingled in fear.

Chloe looked at him, puzzled, "What’s wrong?"

"Cousin, can we not be so serious?" He couldn’t collaborate like this, what if he gets injured?

"I’ve never missed before; don’t worry."

Hans desperately covered his hand, making his last struggle.

Shaking his head violently, his face written with resistance.

Chloe’s hand was quick; she stuck a needle into his head!

"Ah!" Hans was so shocked that his eyes bulged out, "It’s broken! Broken! My head is broken!"

"Stop shouting."

"Cousin, my head is going to break," Hans almost cried.

Cousin, please spare me!

"You won’t die."

"Cousin..."

"Shut up."

"..."

Hans saw the long needle penetrate his head; his eyes rolled back, almost fainting.

Chloe stopped what she was doing.

Several silver needles were inserted into Hans’s body.

Hans dared not to move.

It felt like there were a few hairs jumping around in his blood vessels.

It was a strange feeling.

Chloe slapped him on the back.

"Hiss!"

Several silver needles shot out at the same time.

Hans Foster felt alive again!

Thank you, ancestors of eighteen generations!

Thank you, Buddha, God...

"Your physical fitness is not bad," Chloe said, throwing a workbook out of her schoolbag. "Focus on mastering the basics."

Hans Foster: "..."

Aunt, your daughter is crazy!

*

Hans Foster sent people away and took a long breath.

He casually flipped through the workbook.

Staring at the neat and tidy handwriting that looked like it had been printed, he was stunned.

This was his cousin’s handwriting?

Not only did the workbook clearly describe the moves but also included lifelike character illustrations.

It was no different from the martial arts secret manuals he had seen on TV.

Hans Foster’s mouth twitched.

He imagined the scene.

An enlightened master slapped the secret manual of supreme divine power onto his head: "Kid, I see you have extraordinary aptitude and are a martial arts prodigy. I bestow this divine power upon you and hope you won’t fail my expectations."

Hans Foster: "..."

*

Western Europe.

Dave Roland contacted the Godfrey Family in the Imperial Capital.

As the family leader’s right-hand man, Quincy Godfrey handled all the family’s affairs.

Unlike Wayne Taylor of the Taylor Family, he had full authority over all matters.

His power was even greater.

The Godfrey Family in the Imperial Capital was extremely low-profile.

There were even rumors that they only had three ancient martial artists keeping the family afloat, showing signs of decline.

However.

Today, they received a call from Western Europe.

The assistant could clearly hear everything.

They found in Western Europe that ancient martial artists were running amok, using their abilities to steal the Roland Family’s items.

Quincy Godfrey calmly said: "Perhaps the Roland Family has mistaken something. No ancient martial artists from our Herta Kingdom have entered Western Europe. The cultural relics you mentioned still belong to our Herta Kingdom. Even if we want to get them back, it’s natural and reasonable. If the items are missing, come to us. We haven’t even come to you for the relics yet, but you’re bringing them to us."

Dave leaned back on the European-style sofa, his coffee beside him already getting cold.

He narrowed his blue eyes, and dangerous light danced in his dark pupils.

"Family leader Godfrey, we are reporting the situation to you. If our actions breach protocol in the future, do not blame us for crossing the line."

"We in the Herta Kingdom have never been afraid of you Westerners."

After laying down those words, Quincy Godfrey hung up the phone.

The assistant worriedly asked: "Should we inform the family leader about this?"

Quincy Godfrey shook his head, "No need to bother the family leader with these trivial matters. We’ll handle it ourselves. Where is Austin Godfrey, bring him to me and ask him about the situation at that time."

The assistant went to follow the orders.

*

In the evening.

Across the road where the Golden Crow West was setting, two people sat on a car roof.

The girl held a popsicle in her hand, biting into it, enjoying the warmth of the setting sun.

Len Hawthorne was also watching the beautiful sunset.

"The Stephens Family came, but you didn’t leave, Little Chloe. Very impressive."

"They can’t force me."

"Yeah, that’s why I said Little Chloe is truly amazing!"

"How long do you plan to stay here?"

"Why, you’re kicking elder brother out again?"

"No."

"Little Chloe, elder brother doesn’t have many friends, and he quite likes being with you."

"Being with you is quite nice."

Chloe’s response made Len Hawthorne smile. The cigarette held between his fingers was placed on his lips, his charming aura was incomparable, even to the elves of the mountains.

His big hand stretched out, and his long fingers wrapped a strand of hair around them, gently twirling.

"Next time you go to Sheffield City, elder brother will accompany you."

Chloe looked up and met his smiling eyes.

After a while, she nodded.

"Alright."

The two of them fell silent, but the atmosphere was extraordinarily relaxed and beautiful.

Chloe bit into her last piece of popsicle and said, "I’ll help you find the one destined for you."

"Huh?" Len Hawthorne chuckled, "Then elder brother’s lifelong matter will be entrusted to Little Chloe! Elder brother likes younger ones! Appearance doesn’t need to be too pretty, just plain and ordinary will do. Her character must be good, especially someone compatible..."

"I might as well find you a matchmaker."

Len Hawthorne laughed, "Little Chloe isn’t going to be a matchmaker for elder brother, elder brother just wants Little Chloe to screen the candidates."

Chloe thought that finding a matchmaker might be a better option.