"My master, Fei Qi has grown accustomed to serving you." The old servant looked at Allen Pamp and replied, "Sending me back to the family residence to retire would actually be a kind of torment. I’d rather continue serving you here." "You have my gratitude," Allen Pamp said, then asked, "How are things in Saint Louis City lately? Still calm?" "Miss Annie mentioned earlier that things aren’t very calm. Several families harbor ill intentions, especially the Snow Family, which is the most obvious. Although they don’t yet dare to openly oppose our Pompo Family, they certainly won’t miss an opportunity if it arises," Fei Qi said. Allen Pamp’s expression turned cold. The motion of his quill stopped, and he let out a cold snort: "Hmph! The Snow Family! Back in the day, they were not even on par with those upstarts in my eyes. As a result, after I wiped out powerful families like the Browns and the Gallons, they had the chance to rise. Back then, I should have been more decisive and eliminated the likes of them too!" After venting his emotions, Allen Pamp’s expression became somewhat wistful. He sighed and said, "But even if I had eradicated families like the Snows back then, other troublesome families would still emerge. There’s no way around it. Our Pompo Family’s direct lineage is still too weak, which greatly limits our complete control over our extraordinary power, preventing us from expanding recklessly. Otherwise, it would lead to backlash. As a result, it’s difficult for us to fully control Saint Louis City in a short time, giving other forces a chance. They all pursue their interests and won’t give up on overthrowing our Pompo Family rule to gain huge profits. Unless our Pompo Family truly becomes a colossal force, leaving them with no thought of resisting, only then will it be considered a real success. And on the eve of success is the most dangerous time. I’m not surprised if, at any time thereafter, the Snow Family and others would join forces to confront our Pompo Family." "Then master, what should we do?" the old servant asked worriedly. "I don’t know either." Allen Pamp shook his head, his gaze a bit cold, "I can save the Pompo Family once, but not countless times. I’m already old and can’t protect the Pompo Family as I used to. So, it’s up to the new generation of the Pompo Family to worry about this issue. I can at most offer them some help. If any descendant of the Pompo Family, like that child Annie, could reach my level of strength, or even surpass me, the problem will be largely solved." "Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. You may leave. I need to continue my research," Allen Pamp waved his hand. "Yes." Old servant Fei Qi nodded, picked up the basket, and walked toward the door. After walking a dozen steps, Allen Pamp seemed to recall something and instructed behind Fei Qi, "Oh, Fei Qi, help me bring over all the books on the middle layer of the red bookshelf. I suddenly have a new idea and need to refer to the content in those books." "Yes, master." Hearing Allen Pamp’s words, old servant Fei Qi paused, put down the basket filled with dirty dishes, and went toward the red bookshelf Allen Pamp mentioned. He carefully took down the books and brought them to Allen Pamp’s desk. Standing in the corner, Richard glanced at the top book and saw the slightly blurred words: Void Book. Richard’s inner feelings stirred, but he didn’t make any rash moves and quietly watched the old servant deliver the book to Fei Qi, leaving the hall, pondering how to obtain the Void Book. Just obtaining it wasn’t enough; he had to think of a way to take it out of here. So... Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥 While pondering, half an hour passed. After quickly flipping through the Void Book, Allen Pamp seemed dissatisfied. He took the Void Book along with several other books and put them back on the original red bookshelf, then picked up a pile of books from another green bookshelf to study back at his desk, occasionally writing on papyrus with a quill. Watching the fully engrossed Allen Pamp and then looking at the Void Book on the red bookshelf, Richard moved his consciousness carefully closer. He then tried to solidify his hand and quietly flipped open the book to read its contents. As the consciousness’s hand just touched the surface of the book, there was a "pop," and a faint blue arc of electricity appeared. Richard didn’t suffer any harm, feeling only a slight warmth in his palm. In stark contrast, Allen Pamp, who was writing with a quill at the back of the desk, reacted strongly, suddenly lifting his head. A sharp gleam shown in his eyes as he looked toward Richard’s position and shouted, "Who’s there! How dare you intrude here!" A gust of wind swept through the entire hall, making numerous bookshelves shake. Allen Pamp’s white hair flew up as he stepped forward, leaving a series of afterimages and landing promptly in front of Richard’s consciousness. Allen Pamp’s gaze swept over Richard’s body and the surrounding space clockwise, which made Richard suspect: Allen Pamp couldn’t determine his exact location but could sense his general area. "Heh, let me guess, are you from the Snow Family? Or perhaps a remnant from one of the families I’ve eliminated?" Allen Pamp continued to scan the general area where Richard was, speaking aloud. A powerful aura erupted from his body, with arcs of various colors jumping intensely on his wrinkled skin. At the same time, a purple-black electric ball in his hand continued to solidify, emitting a destructive aura. Richard’s face changed, realizing that taking the Void Book now was nearly impossible, and he might as well think of another way. Without further delay, with a thought, a strong pulling force from the transparent tether on the back of his consciousness’s neck, connected to his body, pulled him rapidly out of the hall. He then traversed soil, plains, city walls, and numerous buildings, eventually plunging into the Pompo Family’s residence. Moments later, in a room within the Pompo Family residence, Richard suddenly sat up, exhaling a breath, successfully returning. On the other side, in the secret hall, Allen Pamp, feeling the disappearance of the unfamiliar aura into thin air and not being able to find it even with his senses fully released, showed a puzzled expression. A dozen seconds later, the aura emanating from his body subsided, the arcs on his skin dissipated, and the electric ball in his hand slowly extinguished. Allen Pamp’s facial muscles twisted a bit, and with a "thud," he knelt on one knee on the ground, coughing violently as if his heart was being torn out. "Cough, cough, cough!" After a long while, the coughing fit subsided. Allen Pamp, with a pale complexion, looked around but found no sign of the unfamiliar aura returning to attack him in his moment of weakness, his gaze somewhat indecisive. Unsure whether he had been hallucinating or if someone had indeed infiltrated. Finally, Allen Pamp said hoarsely.