After each refinement, a Rejuvenation Pill was required to restore true energy.


    A day passed quickly, and after a good night’s sleep, Melody felt refreshed. Then, she went and picked


    up Hera from work as she usually did.


    Melody had not driven her white Maserati for a long time. Getting into the driver’s seat, she put on her


    sunsses, started the engine, and released the handbrake before pressing the elerator. The car


    shot forward.


    Just as the car was out of the vi, she braked abruptly, and the car’s rear swerved as she executed a


    perfect drift. She then immediately shot forward.


    Suddenly, there was the sound of the emergency brake being engaged and a loud crash.


    Melody had hit an old man who went flying backward like a kite with a broken string.


    “Oh no!”


    Melody’s face went pale. She flung open the door hastily and went toward the old man.


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    “Ow…”


    The old man looked disheveled with his gray hair and his ck cloth shoes as he curled up on the


    ground, groaning and holding his knees.


    Her face drained of color, Melody asked, “Are you… okay, sir?”


    It had been too long since shest drove. Her skills were rusty, and she ended up hitting someone too!


    Seeing the person responsible for the ident approaching him, the old man quickly sat up and


    clutched his slender legs. “I demandpensation…”


    “Do you need help? Shall I take you to the hospital?” Melody inquired, squatting down.


    She realized the old man seemedpletely unharmed and wondered if he could be a martial artist.


    However, she did not sense any inner energy fluctuation either.


    The old man red at Melody with indignation and said, “I’ve got things to do. I don’t need to go to the


    hospital. Justpensate me with a hundred grand or 80 grand!”


    Melody was astonished, but then her expression shifted to a wry smile. “Are you trying to scam me?”


    Royal Bay consisted of standalone vis. Themunity’s security were all young people, and the


    gardeners and cleaners wore uniforms. This old man was dressed in tattered clothes, clearly not part of


    themunity staff.


    He could not possibly be a senior of any of the homeowners, or he would not be dressed so shabbily.


    Thus, Melody concluded that this old man had sneaked in to extort money from the residents. After all,


    those who lived in Royal Bay were either affluent or of high status.


    “What are you implying? You hit someone, yet you’re trying to shirk responsibility? The speed limit in


    this neighborhood is 20. How fast were you driving just now? Either pay up, or I’ll report this!”


    The old man gripped Melody’s jeans with one hand and reached for his phone with the other, intending


    to call the police.


    “Wait, I’ll give you the money! But would it be alright if it’s a little less?” Melody knew she was in the


    wrong. She also had to pick up Hera from work and had no time to argue with the old man.


    “80 grand and not a penny less, or you’re not going anywhere!”


    The old man took out thetest model of an Apple phone from his pocket and opened his Venmo app.


    “You’re quite up-to-date,” Melody remarked helplessly, scanning the code with her phone.


    The old man smirked. “Of course. I’ve been a professional scammer for over 20 years!”


    Melody clenched her teeth, regretting not recording the conversation earlier. Oh well, a lesson learned!


    After transferring the money, Melody drove away.


    The old man dusted himself off after getting up and leisurely walked toward a group of middle-aged


    women dancing in the park. However, he abruptly stopped after a few steps.


    He slowly looked up and saw another old man who had justpleted a dance 200 meters away in the


    park.


    The old man’s expression gradually turned serious as he muttered to himself, “Are Mystique Loyalty


    Realm experts somon now? I just walked away from one and now there’s another here?”