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Chapter - 3072

Chapter - 3072

Quinlan was overwhelmed with excitement. His eyes were filled with greed as he gazed upon the vast expanse of the landscape.

Ginsengs were extremely valuable tonics. Just imagine how many Ginseng Dolls were proliferating across these numerous peaks.

I'll be in for a treat from now on.

Aged Ginseng noticed something off about Quinlan's gaze and instantly realized something was amiss. His expression darkened in an instant.

"Mr. Hayes, I'm warning you. You'd better not have any designs on my clan, Ginsengs. If I ever find out you're bullying my race, I'll risk my life to fight you to the death."

Quinlan said, "Don't be so stingy. You have so many descendants. What's the harm in letting me have a taste?"

Shut up!

Aged Ginseng scolded, "Don't even think about it."

Just at that moment, a figure flew in from the distance.

Quinlan hastily waved at the other party and yelled, "Zeke, you finally showed up. Do you know you almost got me killed? Quick! Give me a few spirit pills to heal, or I might die."

Zeke was relieved to see that Quinlan was not in mortal danger. He uttered, "Mr. Hayes, I'm glad you're okay."

He suddenly blurted, "Huh? Mr. Aged Ginseng, it's actually you!"

Aged Ginseng nodded and said, "Yes. It's time to take the descendants out to see the world."

Zeke agreed, "Eurasia is a vast territory, thousands, even tens of thousands of times better than Theos Island. Taking your descendants out to appreciate the magnificent landscapes of Eurasia is a good idea. If you've taken a liking to Eurasia, Mr. Aged Ginseng, then please consider settling down here."

Now, Eurasia was in dire need of warriors. If Aged Ginseng decided to stay, it would be a tremendous blessing for the land.

Aged Ginseng said, “Hmm, indeed, the environment here is beneficial for the Ginsengs. I have already arranged for my descendants to settle on the nearby mountains."

Really?

Zeke was overjoyed. "That's great!

From now on, the nearby mountains will belong to the Ginsengs. Without permission, no unauthorized individuals are allowed to enter here.”

Moved, Aged Ginseng replied, “Thank you, young friend, for making this possible."

Just at that moment, Zeke's communicator rang.

He pulled out his communicator and realized it was a message from Nightingale Squad's exclusive channel.

Zeke answered the call.

A member of the Nightingale Squad said, "Reporting to the Great Marshal, we have discovered the whereabouts of Elder Erebus."

Zeke quickly replied, "Go on."

The Nightingale Squad member continued, "Elder Erebus is hiding within the president's residence, but we don't have any clues about his exact location in the residence. However, if we swarm the president's residence and turn it upside down, we will surely find him. I'm seventy percent confident we can take him down there."

After a brief contemplation, Zeke said, "For now, let's not act recklessly. Simply surround the president's residence discreetly and refrain from other actions."

The Nightingale squad member cautiously asked, "Boss, are you certain? After our Nightingale Squad think tank's analysis, it's highly likely that Elder Erebus is targeting the president. If we don't intervene, the president might be in danger."

Zeke insisted, "Just follow my orders. and do your job. I have my plans."

"Understood!" replied the Nightingale Squad member.

Zeke hung up the communicator before gazing in the direction of the president's residence. He let out a deep sigh.

"Hopefully, nothing will go wrong tonight. I hope I'm just overthinking this."

The night was deep and quiet around the president's residence.

The president's residence was modified from a palace from the 1360s to 1900s. It was vast in size, with a complex and intricate architectural design.

In a secluded, shadowy corner, a silhouette merged seamlessly with the darkness of the night.

It was impossible to notice the figure without close scrutiny.

From dusk until then, seven groups of guards had passed by the area, yet no one had noticed the hiding figure.

The dark figure was none other than Erebus.

The strong suit of Erebus lay in his stealth and assassination skills.

Time swiftly advanced to the wee hours of the morning.

There was a shift change for the guards in the wee hours of the morning, leaving a one-minute gap unguarded.

Erebus took advantage of the minute to advance under the cover of the darkness.