Chapter 6079

For Charlie, assisting Tara in locating the sea of consciousness required only a modest effort. However, for Tara, it represented a truly invaluable opportunity. Noticing that she had successfully accessed the sea of consciousness, Charlie gently conveyed through his spiritual sense, “Practice well here and stay focused. I’ll take you back to your room to rest.” Understanding his intention, Tara left her spiritual consciousness engaged in the sea and replied, “Thank you, Mr. Wade!” Charlie's spiritual consciousness then withdrew from her sea. The room was tranquil at that moment. Tawanna, who was intoxicated, lay peacefully asleep, while Tara sat cross-legged, completely absorbed in her meditation without any movement. Charlie effortlessly lifted Tara from the ground, returned her to her room, and laid her on the bed. He then exited the room, closed the door behind him, and carried Tawanna to the sofa. After ensuring both of them were settled, Charlie retreated to his own room to rest. When Tawanna gradually emerged from her drunken stupor, daylight had already broken. She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. As she struggled to sit up, she waited for her senses to return, quickly realizing she was sitting on Charlie's sofa in his room. Her disappointment deepened when she noticed her attire had not changed at all; she was still wearing the same clothes as when she lost consciousness. Frustrated, she glanced around but found no sign of Charlie, and Tara was also nowhere to be seen. She mused to herself, “Did they spend the night together and leave me out? Does Mr. Wade truly dislike me?” Just as her discontent brewed, Charlie's door suddenly swung open from inside. Stepping out, Charlie spotted that Tawanna had woken up and greeted her with a smile, “Tawanna, how did you sleep last night? Was it alright?” Feeling somewhat awkward, Tawanna replied, “Thank you, Mr. Wade. I slept… well. By the way, where is Miss Decker?” Charlie responded casually, “Miss Decker should still be resting in her room. She drank a bit too much last night, just like you, so I brought her back to her room. I didn’t send you back mainly to avoid any misunderstandings.” “Oh, I understand now…” Tawanna sighed in relief. She wasn’t worried about Charlie lacking principles—her concern was that he would have none with others while being scrupulous with her. Since Charlie had no involvement with Tara, Tawanna felt at ease. At that moment, Tara slowly awakened from her meditation. As she opened her eyes, an overwhelming sense of pleasure washed over her. Her body felt elevated, relaxed, and at ease. Only then did she realize that her breakthrough in Taoist practice had resulted in such significant transformations—it was truly addictive. Stepping off the bed, she opened the door and walked out. Spotting Charlie and Tawanna in the living room, she greeted them respectfully, “Mr. Wade!” Turning to Tawanna, she added, “Miss Sweet.” Seeing Tara emerge from her room eased Tawanna’s earlier dissatisfaction, prompting her to ask, “What are your plans today, Mr. Wade and Miss Decker? I have rehearsal at noon, so I have some time to spend with you both this morning.” Charlie suggested, “Let’s have breakfast together first. After that, we can go for a stroll while you get ready for your rehearsal.” Tawanna nodded, “My room is larger. I’ll ask the hotel to send breakfast for three to my room later.” “Sounds good.” After enjoying breakfast in Tawanna's room, Charlie took Tara to the bustling city center of Shanghai. Experiencing the city up close for the first time, Tara found everything so fresh and fascinating.

When Charlie purchased a boat ticket and took her on a scenic tour of the Huangpu River, she couldn’t help but feel the exhilarating sense of freedom. In the afternoon, Charlie brought her to watch Tawanna’s performance. During the evening concert, Tara observed the entire event from the side of the stage, taking in the spectacle with palpable astonishment. Clearly, she had never had the chance to see such a performance before. In the following days, Tara stayed closely by Charlie’s side wherever he went, never more than ten meters away from him. Interestingly, Charlie never requested this of her; it was entirely her own choice and initiative. Tawanna’s performances went splendidly. After her final show, she planned to remain in Shanghai for a couple more days to conduct some live broadcasts aimed at promoting Shanghai overseas free of charge. Following her previous live stream in Eastcliff, the area experienced an unprecedented influx of tourists. Many foreign visitors were inspired by her and traveled to Eastcliff, making it a top tourist destination worldwide. While Tawanna wanted to stay for the broadcasts, Charlie decided to take Tara away from Shanghai. They departed for Aurous Hill overnight, not even waiting for the last concert to conclude. On the journey, Tara felt a surge of excitement, eager to visit the city where Charlie lived and to meet Zeba, one of the four major counts. Unable to help herself, she asked Charlie, “Mr. Wade, what is Zeba like? Is she easy to get along with?” Charlie pondered for a moment before answering, “I don’t have extensive interactions with Miss Salazar, but she is quite friendly. Both of you are under a lot of pressure from detoxification, so you can support one another in that regard.” Charlie brought her to the Elys-Champ Hot Springs Villa, where she finally met the much-anticipated Zeba. Upon introducing Tara to Zeba, Zeba expressed her surprise, “Hello, Miss Decker! Mr. Wade has mentioned you several times. I have been eagerly awaiting your arrival!” Though Tara experienced some residual effects from her time at the Warriors Den, she was filled with admiration as she beheld the beautiful Zeba Salazar. With deep respect, she clasped her fists and bowed, saying, “Greetings, marshal!” Zeba smiled with humility, replying, “Marshal is a title of the past. You may call me by my name from now on. Please refrain from calling me marshal again. That title was bestowed by Morgana, which I have never liked. In my presence, there’s no need to consider yourself a subordinate. We have no strict hierarchy here.” At that moment, Tara recognized she was no longer part of the Warriors Den. She hastily responded, “My apologies, Miss Salazar! That was unintentional!” Zeba reassured her with a smile, “It’s alright, but I do have a somewhat complicated request regarding the Warriors Den.” Charlie interjected, saying, “From today onward, Miss Decker will be living here as well. If Miss Salazar has any insights to share, please feel free to exchange information with her. I’ll visit when I can, as I’m preparing for something tomorrow and will see you both in the afternoon.” “No problem.” The two women nodded in agreement simultaneously. Charlie planned to bring two Cultivation Pills the next day. While the pills wouldn’t help with their detoxification, they would significantly enhance their strength and the amount of reiki in their bodies, which would, in turn, be a considerable aid to them.