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It must be said, BMW’s shock absorption is indeed very good, soft and elastic, and there was no strange noise whatsoever.

Most importantly, there was ample space. The front seat could be pulled all the way back, and there was even room for a small bed in the back.

The two of them inside didn’t feel crowded at all.

After what felt like an eternity, Liliana Grey finally lifted her head, her face covered in sweat.

The fine hair by her temples stuck to her face, looking incredibly tempting.

“You little stinker, haven’t seen your sister for two days, did you miss me?”

“I think you’re the one who missed me, right?”

Liliana rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Aren’t you the same?”

“That’s different.”

Greg Jensen replied with a wicked grin, “Whether I sleep or sleep hounds me, do you think it’s the same?”

“Pfft…”

Liliana covered her mouth and giggled, “Where do you get all these bizarre and wicked ideas?”

“Ha ha.”

Feeling the True Qi growing robustly within him, Greg Jensen too laughed happily. He then tidied up his clothes, started his car, and headed toward Beverly Hall’s house.

Beverly Hall had just sent him a message saying that dinner was ready at her place and asked if he would come over to eat.

With a meal ready and the prospect of Dual Cultivation, of course Greg Jensen wouldn’t refuse.

Of course, whether or not to engage in Dual Cultivation really wasn’t important; what mattered was that Greg Jensen wanted to tend to his fields.

After all, the food you grow yourself is always the tastiest.

After arriving at Beverly Hall’s house, Greg Jensen didn’t sit idle and started with some pre-dinner exercise.

He had always been diligent, but after learning some information about the Martial Way and Cultivation today, a sense of urgency filled his heart.

After exercising, Beverly Hall went back to the kitchen to continue cooking, while Greg Jensen sat on the bed in the bedroom, using the Guidance Technique to organize his True Qi.

Moments later, he was delighted to discover that he was not far from the sixth level of Qi Refinement as well.

All of this was thanks to his tireless Dual Cultivation.

From Vince Cooper to Ryan Lampe, then to Liliana Grey, Jophia Locke, and Beverly Hall, they all provided him with a substantial amount of True Qi.

Qi Refinement, Sixth Level!

Come on!

After having dinner at Beverly Hall’s, Greg Jensen returned to Wanhe Homeland.

Vince Cooper, not having seen Greg Jensen for several days, didn’t care that Ryan Lampe was also in the room and jumped straight onto him, wrapping her long legs tightly around him.

Greg Jensen was quite moved and subconsciously leaned in for a kiss.

After a moment, Vince Cooper softened.

Panting, she said, “Stop… not here, Ryan is still around.”

“It’s fine, you two carry on, I can just learn from it. If you can’t handle it, I can take over.”

“Get lost!”

Vince Cooper gave her a look and staggered back to the bedroom.

Ryan Lampe took the opportunity to come over, wrapping her arms around Greg Jensen’s neck, sharing a deep and long kiss, before whispering in his ear:

“Okay, go fill her up first, I’ll wait for you in the bedroom.”

Feeling the warm breath by his ear, Greg Jensen’s heart raced uncontrollably. If it weren’t for Vince Cooper being there, he would have loved to have his way with Ryan Lampe right then and there.

“Wait for me!”

Greg Jensen kissed her on the lips once more before hastily rushing into the master bedroom.

Soon, enchanting music began to play from the master bedroom.

Ryan Lampe returned to the secondary bedroom, pressed her ear against the wall, and listened to the sounds coming from next door. Her face blushed red like an apple, and her body involuntarily swayed.

After a good while, the door to the second bedroom opened, and Greg Jensen walked in with nothing on.

Ryan Lampe watched those sharply defined muscles with rapt attention, his eyes narrowing as he hummed,

“You jerk, it took you so long to come.”

“Were you anxious waiting?”

“Not at all!”

“Not at all?”

“Yes… yes…”

Late at night, Greg Jensen, feeling refreshed, took a quick shower, and gazed at the two women who were already sound asleep. He kissed them on their foreheads and then drove back to the Imperial View Community.

If only he could have called them together.

Greg Jensen felt he was being greedy, shook his head, and tiptoed into the house.

Jophia Locke was already lying asleep on the sofa, and there was food left for him on the dining table.

Greg Jensen’s heart brimmed with warmth, disregarding the meal, he opted instead for a self-service feast on the sofa.

It was clear that Jophia Locke was sleeping soundly, only to be woken up by Greg’s prolonged activity.

She first jumped in fright but relaxed upon seeing Greg, then slightly annoyed, she said,

“You, why didn’t you wake me up first? All you think about when you come back is doing bad things.”

“Haha, isn’t that part of the top-notch package?”

“You still dare to say it!”

With the moon over the willow tips, Greg Jensen, whose True Qi had greatly increased, enjoyed the late-night snacks prepared by Jophia Locke, who had already fallen asleep in bed.

After eating, Greg Jensen sat cross-legged in the gym, put three Qi and Blood Elixirs into his mouth, and started to practice the Guidance Technique.

According to his current progress, he believed it wouldn’t be long before he could enter the sixth level of Qi Refinement.

By then, what would the Locke family amount to?

Actually, he didn’t take the Locke family too seriously anymore; instead, he was somewhat interested in the Martial Way exchange meeting that Cole Barnett had mentioned.

He heard that the items sold there were all kinds of things that greatly benefited martial artists, from Cultivation Techniques to Elixirs, to various peculiar Magic Artifacts, everything one could wish for.

However, most Magic Artifacts were like the previous Eight Forms Mirror, only good for one use, or even completely unusable junk.

After all, if there were any good items, who would be willing to sell them?

Even so, Greg Jensen still wanted to take a look.

For the past half-year, he had been cultivating alone, often feeling an inexplicable loneliness.

Joining the Martial Way exchange meeting wasn’t easy; he heard that one needed an introduction to participate.

Even people like Cole Barnett and Max Milton from Thousand Doors didn’t have the qualifications to attend, not to mention a wild cultivator like Greg Jensen.

The low-quality amulet was ready, but bringing it out now could easily alert Harold Butler.

Quinton Creed had just found him an Eight Forms Mirror and was about to help him find an amulet; obtaining two Magic Artifacts in such a short time would clearly tell Harold Butler that there was someone else behind Quinton.

Therefore, Greg Jensen decided to wait a few days before bringing it up, letting things with the Eight Forms Mirror quiet down for a while.

The next morning, Greg Jensen slid off Jophia Locke’s smooth long legs and got out of bed to freshen up before heading to the Jamae Herbs Factory.

The factory had begun normal deliveries, and the payment for the previous batch of goods was due to be settled today.

Taylor Ware wanted Greg Jensen to come over to discuss the factory’s dividend distribution.

As far as Greg Jensen was concerned, Taylor could distribute it however she wanted; he had never been involved in daily management and was not very clear about the factory matters.

So he thought of leaving it for Taylor to handle.

But as a professionally hired manager, there were still some decisions that Taylor needed her boss to make.

Greg Jensen didn’t object and drove straight to the factory.

Several workers who had just got off the early shift, seeing Greg Jensen’s car, immediately stopped to watch.

And a few smitten factory girls waved enthusiastically at Greg, their eyes filled with stars.