"Of course! That's a blue jadeite, and it's also an antique that's worth a fortune!" Garrett snapped. "Worth a fortune? What a treasure!" The middle-aged man's face lit up with joy as he carefully put away the pendant. "We left in a hurry, so I didn't manage to bring anything else with me. The pendant is valuable, so I hope you'll like it," Grace said with a slight smile."Miss, considering your sincerity, I'll pass on the message. But whether Mr. Zaeske decides to see you is beyond my control," the middle-aged man said cautiously."Thank you." Grace nodded slightly."Alright, please wait a moment," the middle-aged man said and entered the courtyard.After three minutes, he reappeared with a smile on his face. "Miss, Mr. Zaeske has agreed to see you. However, for safety reasons, you can only bring one person with you.""Garrett, please keep watch here. I'll be going in with Dustin," Grace instructed. She then headed inside with Dustin. …Ryan lay unconscious inside a bedroo
"Young man, you haven't even assessed the patient's condition, and yet you claim confidence in healing him. Isn't that a bit presumptuous?" Bob was evidently displeased.Although he was a rural doctor, he had over ten years of medical experience and had saved numerous lives. How could a young, inexperienced man be able to cure Ryan when even he couldn't do so?"The patient has 13 external injuries, the most serious being the wound that penetrated his chest and exited through his back. Fortunately, his exceptional physical condition allowed him to survive. "The real challenge lies in the extensive poisoning. His internal organs have sustained varying degrees of damage. If we don't remove it swiftly, he won't make it through tomorrow," Dustin explained Ryan's injuries in detail. "How … How did you figure that out?" Bob was shocked. He had to perform a thorough examination and read Ryan's pulse to arrive at his diagnosis. So how did the young man before him achieve the same?
Observing Ryan's distressed state, Grace quickly reassured him, "Ryan, calm down. You're safe now. Nothing can hurt you here. You don't have to be afraid." If she didn't, they wouldn't be able to extract any useful information from him with his current emotional state.However, Ryan remained engulfed by fear, unable to calm down. He continued clutching his head, trembling, and muttering to himself."Is he … losing his mind? What do we do now?" Kayson grew anxious. The money bag that was at hand was now mentally unstable. What a headache."Dustin, is there any way to calm him down?" Grace asked, giving him a sidelong glance. "Easy." Without much ado, Dustin produced a silver needle and inserted it right into the nape of Ryan's neck. Almost instantly, Ryan shuddered and then peacefully fell unconscious on the bed. "This is your method?" Grace looked at him quizzically. While Ryan was now calm, how were they supposed to question him while he was unconscious?"Ryan is too d
The Drakes Dominion Order led the three major sects in the Southwest. It was considerably stronger than the Embersteel Order and the Frostwing Sect.Kayson could not afford to offend such a large sect. After all, Dusthaven Village relied on their protection to survive. "Mr. Zaeske, I'll be blunt. The guy you saved, we want him!" Yonah said with his head raised. In an imposing manner, he declared, "As long as you hand him over to us, you'll be a friend of the Drakes Dominion Order!""I …" Kayson looked contemplative. His initial intention to make a quick profit through Ryan had unexpectedly attracted many powerful forces. Now that the Drakes Dominion Order had spoken up, he lacked both reason and courage to refuse."Yonah, we all have the same goal here. Don't you think claiming it all for yourself is inappropriate?" Right then, Bran Kingsley from the Frostwing Sect chimed in."Why? You have a problem with that?" Yonah narrowed his eyes, his gaze hostile. "It isn't just me
It was human nature to prioritize one's own well-being.Kayson knew he couldn't afford to offend either side and decided that getting a scapegoat to bear the blame was for the best. That way, he could free himself from the burden of the outcome. "Hmm?" Dustin frowned when Kayson singled him out. What a shrewd old man, quick to take credit and even quicker at deflecting blame. "Hey, you, hand over that guy inside, and I will reward you handsomely." Yonah turned his attention to Dustin, his tone authoritative. "Do I know you?" Dustin replied calmly."I'm Yonah, the second disciple of the Drakes Dominion Order."He continued proudly, "As long as you cooperate and hand over the guy without a fuss, the Drakes Dominion Order will always have your back." "And if I refuse?" Dustin countered."Refuse? Hmph!" Yonah snorted. "If you don't hand him over, that would be a direct challenge against us. Can you bear the consequences?" Anyone foolish enough to challenge the Drakes Domin
"Jackson, you're mine." At the same time, Bran drew his sword, blocking Jackson's path. They were equally skilled and would be evenly matched in battle. Despite Jackson's desire to intervene, he lacked the strength to confront the united might of the two major sects. He could only stand by helplessly as the disciples of the Drakes Dominion Order launched their assault on Dustin.Just when it seemed like Dustin was at a disadvantage, something unexpected happened. Two distinct, crisp slapping sounds echoed through the air.The disciples who had approached Dustin were sent flying with just a single slap each. They landed heavily, struggling to rise to their feet. The entire sequence unfolded so quickly that no one had a chance to react."What?" Jackson was stunned, showing a look of astonishment. The disciples of the Drakes Dominion Order were considered the elite. They weren't supposed to be defeated by any ordinary martial artist. Since Dustin had subdued the two disci
Yonah's sword quivered, emitting a faint buzzing sound. Its sharp blade remained trapped between Dustin's fingers, and no matter how much Yonah forced it to move, it didn't budge. "What? He actually blocked it?" Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. No one expected Dustin to have the ability to fend off a deadly attack with his bare hands. Just how formidable was he?"How … how is this possible?" Yonah's expression underwent a dramatic shift, displaying evident unease. Even though he hadn't unleashed his full strength, he had exerted 70% of his power. Ordinary divine-level martial artists wouldn't stand a chance against his assault. He had never met anyone like Dustin who could neutralize his attack with just two fingers. "Is this the only move he has?" A ponytailed girl from the Frostwing Sect frowned, her expression grim. Earlier at the inn's dining hall, Dustin had similarly used two fingers to clamp down on her sword, dealing her a considerable blow. It was
"So, do you still want me to hand Ryan over?" Dustin walked up to Yonah and looked at him condescendingly. His expression betrayed no emotion. Coughing up blood, Yonah struggled to get up from the ground. His tone was bitter as he exclaimed, "W-Who are you? How dare you go against the Drakes Dominion Order.""You don't have the right to know." Dustin continued calmly, "Now, before I lose my temper, run as far away from me as you can. Otherwise, you won't be just coughing up blood." "You—!" Yonah gritted his teeth. With difficulty, he held himself back from attacking. Dustin was clearly stronger. It wouldn't be wise to challenge him right now. After all, it wouldn't be too late to seek revenge after their Elder arrived."You brat! I'm going to remember this! Just you wait. I'm going to make you pay a hundredfold for the humiliation I suffered today!" With that, Yonah left gloomily with the rest of his group. "What are you still standing around for? Do I need to send you o