Chapter 377: Chapter 95: Where’s the face? Gone!_1

Let go.

Only by letting go, can we gain something.

Link quickly let go of his reluctance towards the adorable Magic Stone and decided to secure the two mother ores as soon as possible.

By doing so, he could expand his Destiny Witchcraft “Battle Armor”, which has evolved twice, to enhance his fighting ability and his ability to protect himself.

Considering the threat of Lucia’s Family, Link wasn’t planning to act himself, but to play a sneaky move instead.

He was looking to see if he could lure some people out and verify some things.

Even if it turned out to be a wasted effort, there was no harm in outwitting the air.

Of course, it would be much preferable if nothing went wrong.

After carefully preparing for a whole day, Link even persuaded Wizard Serene and Wizard Cody to cooperate with his plan.

The next night arrived.

The “Snake Stirring” plan, which could be transformed into a “Please enter the urn” plan at any time, officially commenced.

Link didn’t even bother to disguise his traces. Under the observation of many, he drove the already well-known Third Ring Magic Tool level vehicle, the “Phantom Coupe”, towards the West District at full speed.

Almost at the same time, Wizard Serene was dressed up, accompanying Renee Clarke to a banquet.

Wizard Cody rarely attended a meeting convened by the management of the Junior Division.

If anything happened to Link, the two major reinforcements wouldn’t be able to get away in time to extend a helping hand.

Link blatantly informed those who were secretly observing him and their forces that if they passed by, they shouldn’t miss this perfect opportunity.

If they wanted to target or even kill Link Grande, now was the time to seize the perfect opportunity and strike hard.

The intention of fishing with a straight hook was extremely conspicuous.

Senior Division.

In Hawk Lucia’s luxury apartment.

The two were sitting across from each other on the balcony, drinking good wine, watching the night scene, and paying attention to Link’s movements.

“What do you think?”

Hawk, seeing his friend who seemed to calm his nerves, knew that his friend would enjoy wine and the view for the whole evening if he didn’t start a conversation.

“Watch it like you with your smart brain.”

Bobby Smith slightly raised his chin, hinting at the smart brain large screen at the top of the large balcony with a indifferent tone.

“I was asking!”

Hawk raised his volume, “What do you think of Link Grande’s abnormal actions tonight! He hasn’t been to the West District for so long, let alone going the Black Market tonight!”

“Obviously, it’s a trap. So, why think too much about it?”

Bobby looked at Hawk in bewilderment and asked in reply, “He is going to the Black Market because he wants to buy something. He doesn’t want to be constantly in Lucia’s radar, yet he doesn’t take action, which makes him uncomfortable. So, he just makes a blatant mistake and walked into a ‘dead end’ to provoke Lucia’s family to attack him, then counterattack firmly, causing great loss to the Lucia’s Family. Or use himself as bait to trap you away, let other people to purchase goods. Isn’t it obvious that it’s a trap, and you can’t see it, Hawk?”

Hawk took a deep breath: “I see it clearly, so I’m more puzzled. How can he trap us in a counterattack? With Wizard Serene and Wizard Cody unable to free themselves to help him, he, a First Level Wizard, can handle it all by himself?”

After a pause, Hawk’s tone faintly revealed a sense of family resentment: “Even if Lucia is now truly hibernating, it doesn’t mean anyone can ever look down upon us or take advantage of us!”

Bobby blinked his eyes and did not respond.

He picked up a glass of red wine, looked at the color under the moonlight, shook it for a while to let out more aroma, then took a small sip, tasting its wonders.

This leisurely attitude truly reflected his character as a nonchalant companion.

He never fretted over what Hawk was anxious about.

He even blatantly took up the posture of a spectator enjoying popcorn at a show.

Lucia is Lucia, Smith is Smith.

There’s a difference after all.

So was there anything for Bobby Smith to worry about? Let’s just see where the wind blows.

“Bobby!”

Hawk looked directly into Bobby’s eyes and said seriously, “I’m discussing something important with you. Could you please be serious?”

Bobby valued Hawk as a good friend.

So he put down his wine glass, sat upright, and said, “Alright, I’ll be serious then.”

“What do you think we should do?”

Hawk was quite satisfied with his friend’s attitude and immediately asked.

Being awake to the realities of life is not just about acknowledging that you’re awake – you need wisdom to support it.

Bobby Smith’s views on many things and his comments on many people have proven his correctness.

Hawk gradually came to trust Bobby’s analysis and judgment.

It wasn’t blind obedience from the start.

“Doing nothing is the best way to respond.”

Bobby responded without thinking, “But I estimate that even if some of you Lucias see through Link Grande’s overt plan, you won’t be able to stop those who don’t want to make Link Grande succeed in his mission tonight in the West District. Even if they know it’s a trap, they would still want to rush into it.”

“Ah!”

Hawk sighed deeply at his words.

Dragons don’t dwell with snakes.

As one who is awake to the realities of life, Bobby chose to associate with Hawk instead of dealing with those in the “Pure Blood Will” and now “Pure Blood Glory” who had better family history and were more talented than Hawk. There was a reason behind it.

Hawk Lucia was also a man who was awake to the realities of life.

However, he cared too much about his family. When he encountered something related to Lucia, he would always feel lost and lose his calmness.

This resulted in his indecisiveness or reluctance to trust his own judgment on many matters related to Lucia.

That’s why he had to pull his buddy Bobby to ask for opinions and make suggestions.

Suddenly, the smart device on the table vibrated once.

Hawk picked it up and found that it was a private message from Tracey Lucia.