The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: Why does it look somewhat familiar?_1

Carson Flores was quite curious about what the Water-Fire Mirror was, but since people only mentioned it in passing, he felt a tinge of regret.

At night, everyone slept in tents, lined up in a big communal sleeping area.

Carson mingled with the group, silent and inconspicuous.

Break ice, cultivate.

Eat, sleep.

More and more cultivators kept arriving, and the ice-breaking team grew larger and larger.

One day during a meal, a large group of people arrived outside. Carson lifted his head, scanning the crowd, when suddenly his gaze froze.

He actually saw someone he knew.

Marco Hoffman!

The Hoffman Family had come as well?

Carson pricked up his ears and listened for a while, shocked. This large group of people turned out to all be from the Hoffman Family, even the family patriarch Seth Hoffman had come!

Six Innate Grandmasters, thirty Great Grandmasters!

They were evidently aware of the information here, outnumbering the others five to one, they brought their own ice-breaking and cleaning staff, directly forming six groups.

Although Seth Hoffman was ranked tenth among the top experts in the nine provinces, he did not receive much attention here. Even Kaenu Hail, who had noticed this area and had seen Seth Hoffman, did not come over to say hello.

Seth Hoffman also saw Kaenu Hail but likewise had no intention of warming up with a greeting.

The natural reaction between the two did not escape Carson’s notice, and he could not help but sigh internally at the vast gap between the first and tenth ranks.

How strong was Seth Hoffman? It was clear he couldn’t surpass those ranked in the top nine.

How strong was Kaenu Hail?

Others only knew that no one was his match, stronger than the second rank, but his exact strength was unclear to everyone because he had no point of reference.

Kaenu Hail did not come over to greet because he felt there was no need.

Seth Hoffman did not go up to greet because he knew his place.

The Hoffman Family divided into six groups, made their selections, and joined the team from the Eastern Peak Sanctuary of the Sacred Mountain, which meant they became Carson’s co-workers in manual labor.

The Hoffman Family came with so many people, clearly intending to increase their chances of finding the Water-Fire Mirror. If a group found it, as long as the Blessed Land of Cave Heavens permitted, there could be a swapping of spots. With a team of six and six Innate Grandmasters present, this was obviously all planned.

The quest for fortune was truly enticing.

As the foremost household in Western Capital, the Hoffman Family’s influence ranked among the very top in the whole world, yet even they could not resist the lure of the quest for fortune. Seth Hoffman, one of the world’s elite experts, was also diligently breaking ice here.

As Carson reflected on the irony, he could not help but feel like laughing.

Aren’t they usually so proud?

Why are they toiling away here as well?

I wonder how the Hoffman Family would feel if they knew I was right beside them?

Despite the Hoffman Family’s significant arrival, it did not cause much of a stir here; after all, in the face of the quest for fortune, everyone is equal.

Under the Eastern Peak Sanctuary, there were about thirty groups, adding up to around two hundred people. Although there were many people, they spent their whole day together, naturally seeing each other at meal and sleep times.

Carson had frequent encounters with members of the Hoffman Family, but he always actively avoided contact until Marco Hoffman’s group was assigned next to him.

When Carson realized Marco Hoffman was beside him, he was taken aback for a moment, then promptly resumed his composure.

His appearance now was very different from before, and Marco Hoffman should not have recognized him.

When Marco Hoffman’s gaze fell on Carson, Carson nodded in greeting.

Marco Hoffman smiled and said, ”From the Western Capital’s Hoffman Family, Marco Hoffman, nice to meet you.”

Carson slightly lowered his voice, ”Xinhai, Alec Cash.”

Marco Hoffman thought for a moment, had no impression, and it was not good to dig too deep, so he smiled, ”To completely shatter this vast lake, it’ll probably take at least a month to come down, huh?”

Carson nodded, ”Let’s dig slowly. If they have no solution, what can we do?”

Marco Hoffman sighed, ”One by one, the Innate Grandmasters have become living ice-breaking machines. It’d be laughable to speak of, and who knows who will be lucky enough to get their wish in the end?”

Carson gave a vague response, ”Since they’re sure that the thing is at the bottom of this lake, digging slowly, there will always be a lucky one.”

Marco Hoffman’s eyes shone, ”Yes, there will be six lucky ones. Usually, it would be hard for even one person to enter the Blessed Land of Cave Heavens, but now six can enter at once. Based on probability, with over thirty groups here and similar numbers reported from the other sides, let’s assume a hundred groups - each team has a one percent chance...”

Carson chuckled softly, ”We have a one percent chance, but you came with six teams, that’s a six percent chance - much greater probabilities!”

Marco Hoffman’s eyes blazed, but he gave a wry smile, ”This is all about luck; no matter the probability, if you run into it, you run into it. If you don’t, even sixty or ninety percent is useless.”

Carson nodded, ”That’s true, good luck then, I’ll get busy.”

”Alright, back to work, back to work!”

Carson threw a punch, shattering the ice layer, and then stopped chatting with Marco Hoffman, sitting down to cultivate.

Marco Hoffman’s gaze lingered on Carson’s figure, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart. Why did this silhouette seem familiar?

Who did it remind him of?

Who was it that he couldn’t remember?