In the heart of Penghai City, a skyscraper pierced the sky like a sharp needle, its tip almost touching the clouds. Inside this towering building, in a luxurious office, Sean Hill was immersed in his gaming world, his body reclined on a high-tech gaming chair, while his soul, aided by a pair of virtual reality goggles, roamed in a completely different dimension. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted his immersion. With a casual wave of his hand, the goggles switched from virtual to reality mode, and his gaze fell on a middle-aged man who entered from outside.

The middle-aged man walked with a steady and respectful gait, his eyes revealing a hint of flattery. He closed the door and then spoke softly, "Boss, the Starfighting Gym in Binhai City has decided to fire Jamie Smith. I tried to contact Jamie Smith with another account, but he blocked me again."

Sean Hill, with his fair skin, smiled and said, "How decisive of them." His voice was tinged with amusement, "May Lee blocked me, and now Jamie Smith has too. They're quite a pair, aren't they? Is this what they call unbreakable love? Hahaha... How interesting. By the way, what about Yale Lee? He's May Lee's uncle, after all."

"Yale Lee went to see May Lee's parents personally, but they obviously approve of Jamie Smith as a son-in-law and kicked Yale Lee out," the middle-aged man said with a hint of helplessness.

"Really useless," Sean Hill frowned slightly, his eyes flickering with dissatisfaction, "This May Lee is really different from other singers, so indifferent to fame and fortune?"

"She's even changed her live streaming platform. Her latest live stream was on Micro World," the middle-aged man said with a sigh, "And she's never signed a long-term contract with our platform. She only live streams once a month and never cares about making money from it. She's very laid-back. Boss, what should we do next?"

"May Lee and Jamie Smith are both public figures, and their attitudes are so firm. Forget it, there are many things I like in this world, and I can't possibly have them all," Sean Hill shook his head, "Let's put May Lee's matter on hold for now. But keep an eye on her... People change, I don't believe she'll always be indifferent to fame and fortune."

"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded with a smile, "She might still be young, not caring about fame and fortune in her early twenties, but in a few years, after being beaten by society and realizing the importance of fame and fortune, she might change."

"I might not be interested if she becomes materialistic after a few years," Sean Hill said indifferently, "You may go now."

"Yes," the middle-aged man left respectfully.

Sean Hill's virtual reality goggles switched back to immersion mode. For him, May Lee was just a small ripple in his life, something he had never really taken to heart.

In the immersion mode, a huge stock market scene appeared. Sean Hill watched it; the capital market was what he truly cared about.

"How come the stock price of Tiger Shark dropped by 8% today? I didn't see any bearish news," Sean Hill couldn't understand why a super large-cap stock like Tiger Shark Group would have such a significant drop.

"Dad ordered that to diversify risks, all my investments are prohibited from touching Tiger Shark Group. Let Dad worry about it," Sean Hill didn't think much more. The family's largest asset was the stock of Tiger Shark Group, and of course, he cared. But according to family rules, his personal property had no connection with Tiger Shark Group. As for the stock price drop of Tiger Shark Group? His father, Chadwick Hill, had been in control of the group for over thirty years, and Sean Hill still had faith in his father's abilities.

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In a Chinese-style villa in the capital, the entire villa was inhabited by only one butler robot and an old man.

This robust old man was eating garlic cloves at the dining table, then taking big bites of beef, and also eating a few mouthfuls of cooked vegetables. He was the legendary figure in the world of martial arts—'Fierce Tiger' Ray Willow.

He had participated in the first World Martial Arts Competition four times, competing with masters from all over the world. Only those ranked in the top 32 in the world were eligible to participate! Most of the participants were around thirty years old, and Ray Willow was definitely an older competitor.

He had made it through, always ranking in the top three, and even won the world's first place! He had been the head coach of the Summer National Team for twenty years!

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In terms of legend, only two martial arts masters in the past thirty years in Xiaguo could match him. In terms of seniority, he was the oldest, and most of the top professional martial arts players in Xiaguo had to call him Master!

Now in his seventies, Ray Willow still spent half a year in seclusion every year, practicing hard.

Like eating, he mainly ate beef every day, with vegetables and other side dishes as a supplement. There was no way around it; with his training intensity, he couldn't hold on if he ate less.

"Huh?" Ray Willow had a pair of tiger eyes, exuding domineering aura. The domineering aura was a bit metaphysical; it was the strong biological magnetic field brought by a strong physique. Ray Willow, who was 1.92 meters tall and weighed 110 kilograms, could make it into the top three in the World Martial Arts Competition with the most imperfect rules and had never been injured, showing that his body and skills had reached an astonishing level.

"What is this thing?" Ray Willow looked at the information displayed on the light screen in front of him, his eyes wide open, "This turtle son, bullying my apprentice?"

"Ray Stone." Ray Willow called out.

The image of Ray Stone appeared on the light screen, and Ray Stone respectfully said, "Master, I thought about it all night yesterday, and I really couldn't think of any other way, so I told the master about these. My younger martial brother has been in the provincial team since high school, and he has been like a ascetic, focusing all his mind on martial arts. Who would have thought that Sean Hill would still want to bully him. My younger martial brother didn't want to talk much in front of me, but I heard that it seems to be related to my younger martial brother's girlfriend."

"Love and love are really annoying. How many young people have ruined their future because of love and love." Ray Willow shook his head, like him in his seventies, still in seclusion for half a year every year, and no one would see him.

Love and secular, it will only affect the speed of his move!

"Master, do you have a way for my younger martial brother's matter?" Ray Stone asked, knowing that his master had a very large network of relationships.

"A big commercial group, what can I do, I'll think about it first, you don't have to manage this matter." Ray Willow said.

"Yes, Master, I listen to you." Ray Stone responded in a row.

The light screen closed.

Ray Willow sat there, thinking while gnawing on the cooked beef, only feeling that the beef in his mouth was also tasteless.

"Jamie is still too weak, if he practices for three more years, and then enters the World Martial Arts Competition... he won't break his leg and ruin his future." Ray Willow sighed in secret, "His gun talent is too high, and his world ranking has improved too fast. It has harmed him to enter the World Martial Arts Competition too early."

Entering the highest level of the World Martial Arts Competition at the age of twenty is still too young.

"With his talent, if he enters the World Martial Arts Competition at the age of twenty-three or four, he is expected to win the world's first. If he wins the world's first, he will be in a good position, and he will not be forced into this situation." Ray Willow thought, and he was just a martial man, and it was not easy to help his apprentice.

"Ernle." Ray Willow called out.

The light screen condensed in front of him, and a figure appeared on the light screen, sitting in front of a desk, an old man with gray hair.

"Yale Lee, what's the matter?" The old man with gray hair was also high-ranking and powerful, but facing Ray Willow, who was three years younger than him, he was still very respectful and called him "Yale Lee". The two sides have been friends for decades.

"Ernle, that national key cultivation list." Ray Willow put down the beef in his hand, "Don't I have a recommendation quota? I thought about it, I am ready to recommend Jamie Smith."

"Jamie Smith?" The old man with gray hair thought for a while and said, "You have the qualification to recommend, but in the end, it still needs to be reviewed. There are only twenty people on this list! You martial arts masters account for twelve. Other fighting schools also occupy. There are only three places left, and Jamie Smith wants to compete for these three places... To be honest, his qualifications are a bit low."

"Jamie, who is only twenty-nine years old this year, has

great potential. Moreover, he can kill to the top eight of the World Martial Arts Competition with a serious leg injury. If he doesn't have a leg injury, he can completely rush to the world's first." Ray Willow said.

"We all know these things you said, but I must tell you that his hope of competing for the three places is relatively low. Are you sure you want to recommend him?" The old man with gray hair asked.

"The few apprentices I have been most optimistic about in these years have mostly won the top three in the world and obtained the title of martial arts master. Only Jamie and Tong are a bit unfortunate. Tong has long given up martial arts, but Jamie has never given up for so many years, and he has been practicing martial arts for so many years. With this mentality, he is more worthy of cultivation."

"Well, Yale Lee, you write a detailed letter of recommendation as soon as possible, the sooner the better, and send it to me today. I will send it to the selection committee above." The old man with gray hair said, "As for success or failure, it still needs to be reviewed by the above."

"Okay." Ray Willow nodded.

When the light screen dissipated, Ray Willow continued to gnaw on the beef, thinking: "In the previous World Martial Arts Competitions, there have been a total of twelve people in Xiaguo who have won the top three in the world! These twelve people, the oldest is me, there is a disabled person, several people who have gone out of shape, and even one who has cancer. But these twelve people are all included in the cultivation list, disabled, cancer, and old, can they all be cultivated?"

"The above said that it is a great thing, but the details are not disclosed."

"I don't know what a great thing it is." Ray Willow thought, "If Jamie can also become a member of the list, it is also an opportunity."

Ray Willow's concept is very simple, the apprentice has encountered trouble?

If the apprentice is strong, the trouble is gone, and even becomes the other party's trouble!