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Chapter 402
Mr. Deer disclosed his biggest secret-he had stolen one of the secret techniques of the philosophical branch
named Ground -Scrincan. It was an extrspeed technique that was almost magical-a powerful technique to
have. If one was well-trained, they could travel hundreds and thousands of miles in several steps. This was, of
course, an exaggerated myth, but no matter how blown out of proportion it was, Ground - Scrincan was a
marvel.
There were not many, even among the philosophical practitioners, who could successfully master the technique.
Kayson was a little surprised as well. He had heard his old man of a mentor mention Ground Scrincan before. The
latter had complimented it too.
“Taketo it.”
There was nothing Mr. Deer could do except obey Kayson. The skill manual was important, and he would surely
not bring it around with him, but he would not hide it too far away from him either.
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Shortly, Kayson collected the original Ground - Scrincan manual from the trunk of a big tree. Mr. Deer asked,
“I've already told you my biggest secret. Can you letgo?”
“No.”
“You have committed countless crimes and are on the Admiralporium’s wanted list. How could | release the tiger
back to the mountain?” Kayson refused righteously.
Mr. Deer was peeved. “You're not even from the Admiralporium. Why are you working for them?”
“I meant to fight you, anyway. It's just in passing for the Admiralporium to take you away.”
Kayson was interested as he held the Ground -Scrincan manual. If he managed to practice it, the speed
enhancement might be more than what lightning energy could give him.
The reason Mr. Deer could keep escaping the Admiralporium’s pursuit must be the combined result of his Abatre
Charm and Ground -Scrincan. Even the philosophical practitioners were unable to do anything to Mr. Deer when
he used them together.
Kayson asked, and as expected, Mr. Deer was also trained in Ground -Scrincan. It was just that he had yet to
learn anything significant and was far from being an actual beginner.
Kayson knocked Mr. Deer out with a palm strike, and Willow hurried forward to restrain the man’s hands with an
electronic lock
Kayson asked with a wince, “This works?”
Willow answered, “This isn’t an ordinary itein. Only a grandmaster can possibly escape. Anyone below that level
will be powerless.”
Kayson nodded and said, “Go report with him. I'll go to Xander.”
Willow was unsettled. She kept feeling like it would be a thrill if she went with Kayson, and she
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liked thrills the most! However, she could not drag Mr. Deer to follow along Kayson, so she could only listen and
leave As for Master Jean, he had committed certain crimes too, so Willow took him away as well. After splitting
with Willow, Kayson asked Micheel to track Xander down. Michael called back with an answer swiftly. “Kayson,
why are you looking for Xander all of a sudden?” Kayson answered, “Wasn't Apex Investment Partners under
attack on the stock market? It's Xander’s doing.” “Is he sick in the head? Why's he targeting me?” Michael was
shocked. “Not you, Uncle Michael. He cfor me,” Kayson replied with a chuckle. Realization struck Michael,
and he asked, “Serves him right then. Anything you need my help with?
“Just sort through what happened recently. | can take care of this myself.” Kayson ended the call and headed to
Xander’s location.
Xander was taking a bath in a particular hotel with beautiful women surrounding him. Life felt blissful. It was just
that he felt restless, anxious about a premonition like something big would happen.
“What are you worried about, Mr. Campbell?” A middle-aged man with silver hair on the chair by the side opened
his eyes slowly. He had been meditating with a calm look like he was an elusive expert. Xander answered, “I
don’t know either. | just feel antsy for no reason.” The middle-aged man asked, “You aren’t worried about Mr.
Deer, are you?”