Charles Bennett thought of this, and his brows furrowed again.

He knew his own situation best. If this were his previous life, he wouldn’t have to go through so much trouble. No matter how many experts Frank Foster arranged, with his earth-shattering cultivation, he could easily crush Frank Foster—there would be no need for all this hassle.

But in this life, he was still just a fifteen-year-old boy. With only this much strength, how could he possibly compare to those battle-hardened, wolf-like experts of the Yao family?

When the time came, Frank Foster could simply have someone toss him out with ease; even breaking into the building would be pointless.

Thinking of this, Charles Bennett’s frown deepened, and the little bit of joy he’d just felt vanished without a trace.

It really wasn’t easy to find such an expert!

Just as he was feeling troubled, Charles Bennett suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. Instinctively, he looked up and saw, not far away, several guards escorting his little sister as she hopped and played in the courtyard.

He’d long grown used to this scene, but for some reason, at this moment, it felt completely different in Charles Bennett’s eyes.

“Ah, how foolish I am!”

Suddenly, Charles Bennett slapped his own forehead and laughed. Wasn’t he just looking for a lantern while holding one in his hand? With his eldest and second brothers not around, who in the entire Wang family could be a better helper than his little sister?

Wasn’t he just missing what was right in front of him? He couldn’t even see the expert closest to him!

Thinking of this, Charles Bennett couldn’t help but laugh happily.

In the Wang family, his little sister Emily Bennett was a “legend.”

She was only ten years old, true, but she was exceptionally gifted and incredibly strong. It was said that at the age of three, she could lift a giant cauldron.

Charles Bennett hadn’t seen this with his own eyes. But if even their mother said so, it couldn’t possibly be wrong.

Charles Bennett would bet that, with such astonishing talent, there were probably few in the entire capital—including his eldest and second brothers—who could surpass her.

As for future potential, that was on a whole other level!

This, Charles Bennett had witnessed firsthand in his previous life—he knew all too well just how terrifying his little sister’s strength would become.

The reason for such frightening power was actually quite simple: his little sister was born with all her meridians open.

“To gather qi and become supple, like an infant”—these are words from the Dao De Jing. As everyone knows, all people are born with their meridians fully open in the womb.

But after birth, breathing in the turbid air of the world, innate becomes acquired, all the meridians close, and the sacred falls to the mundane.

All of this happens in the very moment of the first cry.

But his little sister was different; she was born with a special constitution. After birth, her meridians did not close. Such a person is one in ten thousand, even one in a hundred thousand, or a million.

Because of this, no matter what martial art she practiced, she achieved twice the result with half the effort, far surpassing others.

Her incredible strength was a direct manifestation of this talent.

It was just a pity that his little sister was still too young, naturally carefree, and very playful. When it came to training, she was inconsistent at best. Still, even so, her current strength was astonishing—she could easily compete with those ten or even more years older than her.

In the Wang family, his little sister was undoubtedly the number one expert. Not using the family’s “number one expert” and instead looking elsewhere—wasn’t he just making things harder for himself?

More importantly, although she held grudges and hated being tricked, his little sister trusted her big brother completely. If he asked for her help, she would definitely agree.

Thinking of this, Charles Bennett slid down from the rockery.

“Little sister, come here!”

Charles Bennett waved from afar, grinning mischievously:

“Big brother is taking you somewhere fun!”

……

“Third brother, where are you taking me?”

The carriage wheels rattled as his little sister poked her head out the window, her eyes darting around the bustling marketplace, full of curiosity. It was clear that her anger had faded, leaving only curiosity.

After all, she was just a ten-year-old girl, usually strictly restricted in her movements and never allowed to go out freely. Now, having finally snuck out with her big brother behind their mother’s back, she felt incredibly excited.

“Hehe, don’t worry, you’ll know soon.”

Charles Bennett grinned:

“Remember our agreement—without my permission, you absolutely must not use force. Otherwise, don’t expect me to take you out next time.”

“Okay.”

His little sister nodded obediently, agreeing without a second thought. She trusted her big brother completely. But then she suddenly remembered something, and immediately raised her fist in a show of warning, shaking it fiercely:

“Big brother, you better not trick me. Or else, you’re dead! Hmph!”

“How could I dare trick you!”

Charles Bennett broke out in a cold sweat, thinking again of his little sister’s terrifying strength. Even a casual squeeze from her hurt like hell—if she really got angry, he’d be lucky to escape with half his life.

“Hey! Isn’t that Young Charles?”

Just as they were talking, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

“They’re here!”