Hearing Vivian say the same thing, Felix thought he must have misheard. After all, Vivian was the deputy chief of the Earthern Hall in Dragon Alliance. How could she not get a ticket to this so-called Golden Prime Auction? "Felix, Golden Prime Auction tickets are never sold. They're distributed based on qualifications, and it's only held once a year. No one who gets a ticket ever resells it. Even among our Dragon Alliance chiefs, only a select few qualify as far as I know." Felix understood now. Though Vivian did not say it outright, it was clear that Kane, who had just become chief of Oasis Clinic, would not make the cut. "I see." On the other end, Vivian felt bad. Felix had only asked for one thing, yet she was powerless to help. The key was that Yale had taken the Dragon Ring now. If not, getting a ticket would have been a breeze. Without the Dragon Ring, only she and Kane would recognize Felix as the Dragon Lord. Others would not see him that way anymore. The Dragon Allia
Yvonne looked at Felix with a strange expression. "I don't know what you're planning, but people like that block all unknown numbers. It'd be useless even if I gave you his number." Felix had forgotten about that. He hesitated, then said, "Can I use your phone to call him, then?" To his surprise, Yvonne handed over her phone without hesitation. But she warned, "Whatever you're going to say, apologize immediately if he gets angry, and don't say anything else." "I understand." Yvonne was curious about Felix's intentions. It would not matter even if this angered George and he took it out on her. Unlike last time, this was not her personal issue. With Felix involved, her boss would not stay out of it. George would have to behave if she stepped in. Felix went into the guest room on the first floor and dialed George's number using Yvonne's phone. It rang for a long time before someone picked the call up. "Yvonne, make it quick. I'm busy." "George, it's Felix."There was a ru
Dazed, Yvonne sat on the couch. She could not comprehend this. Last time, George had personally shown up to cause Felix some trouble. When he left in the end, she had assumed Felix was just too unimportant for George to bother with. That was why Felix had been let off the hook, or so she thought. After hearing their conversation over the phone now, she finally understood. She had been puzzled all this while. George was not the type to let things slide. Spoiled as he was, he was not stupid. If he could mess with someone, he would certainly go for the jugular. Yet, Felix had walked away unscathed. "Why on Earth is George so cautious around Felix? And since when does he call anyone 'Mister'?" These questions buzzed around in Yvonne's head, which gave her a migraine. She even wondered if she should be reporting this to her boss. After some contemplation, Yvonne decided to keep it to herself. If she had not slept with Felix, she would have spilled every detail. But now that Geor
Two days flew by. A plane touched down in Yartford at 10:00 am. Not long after, Felix and Jack hugged at the exit. Jack teased Felix the moment he landed, "Were you worried I've got something going on with Madeline? Coming all the way to Yartford to keep an eye on us, huh?" Felix playfully punched his arm. "Come on. Let's head to the restaurant. Madeline's already waiting for us."The Golden Prime Auction was not until evening, so Felix had time to kill. Plus, he wanted to see how Madeline was adjusting to life in her new city. "Life is interesting sometimes. Maddy's life in Avesburgh was hellish. But ever since she bumped into you, it totally changed for the better after she moved to Yartford." Intrigued, Felix asked while they were in the car, "What do you mean? Are you talking about her career or love life?" Jack flashed a double thumbs-up. "Both." As Jack filled him in, Felix could not help but smile. With the few million dollars he had given her, Madeline had rented a
Felix was not surprised. Yale was the Dragon Alliance's vice leader and now held the Dragon Ring as the new Dragon Lord. Tracking Felix's movements would not be hard. "What if you're not bored?" Felix asked. Harold chuckled and said, "Simple. I just got to Avesburgh, right? Though everyone's calling me Lord Jamison, the truth is I'm short on cash. My place is pretty crappy. "So, I was wondering if you would lend me your big villa to crash in? And you know I don't like sharing a roof with others. You get it, don't you?" He wanted Felix's house? Felix said, "Fine. I'll give you the passcode. You can move in today and stay as long as you like." Harold laughed. "Thanks! Guess I won't be heading to Yartford, after all." After hanging up, Felix's mood remained unaffected. Harold thought he had all the time in the world to play games, but it was quite the opposite. With Averill's skills, finding Yvette would only take a few days. The Golden Prime Auction was set to start at
Wendy tucked the ticket away and picked up her coffee with a smile. She said, "What trouble? You're overthinking, Felix. I'll just return the ticket. It's no big deal. "Cheers! Here's hoping you snag that Moon's Tear at the auction!" As Felix took a sip of coffee, he got a call from George. "Mr. Zeller, are you there yet? I'm on my way." "Yeah, I'm at Sunside Café.""Cool! I'll meet you there. It won't be long." Just as he hung up, a middle-aged man appeared at their table. "Ms. Kinsley, you know Mr. Jackman's temper. We've got five minutes left. You'd better come with me now." A flicker of panic crossed Wendy's eyes. She hurriedly stood up while pulling out the ticket again. "Please give this back to Mr. Jackman. My friend already has a ticket. Tell him I'm grateful and that I'll make it up to him however I can." But the man did not take it. Instead, he sneered and said, "Wendy Kinsley, when has Mr. Sean Jackman ever taken back something he's given? Everyone in Yartford
The middle-aged man spun around. Seeing who had tapped his shoulder, his scowl instantly melted into a fawning grin. "Mr. Zimmerman? You... You must be joking. I'd never dare summon you." Without warning, George, who had just appeared, slapped the man hard across the face. "You piece of trash! How dare you talk to Mr. Zeller like that?" Mr. Zeller?The man's mind went crazy as he started to panic. Did George really call this guy "Mr. Zeller"? No way! Felix was Wendy's friend, so his social status had to be so low that he would not even be fit to lick Sean's boots.But the evidence was right in front of him, and he did not dare doubt it. "Mr. Zimmerman, please forgive me. I had no idea." Another slap landed. George waved his hand dismissively. "Get out! You're not even worthy of apologizing to Mr. Zeller. Tell Sean Jackman about this. He'll know how to deal with it." "Yes, yes! I'm leaving right now!" Felix kept quiet. With George stepping in, Wendy was out of the woods.
Felix and George settled into the fourth row, gesturing to the staff to push their single-seater chairs together. Considering the high-profile attendees present, Felix could not help but feel curious about George's bold move. It was a clear statement to others about their close relationship. "Showing me this much love? What if my ties with Moonshadow Alliance aren't as close as you think?" Felix teased. George shrugged casually and said, "Come on. A friend is a friend, and having more friends means more opportunities. I'll prove myself through actions. If I ever need your help and you're able and willing, I won't hesitate to ask. If you can't, no hard feelings. Life's unpredictable, you know?" Felix nodded in agreement, a smile playing on his lips. Then, George continued, "The first three rows are off-limits to the younger crowd."George's explanation hinted at his own elevated position. In other words, the fourth row onward was where the younger generat
Ginny was naturally present as well, and she spoke up at that moment. "Mr. Goldstein, no one wanted to see Justus die like that. But why did you bring your people to Longstone residence? Are you suggesting that his sudden death has something to do with us?"Joaquin's expression grew darker as he looked at her. He blamed Ginny for this, thinking that none of this would have happened if she had just agreed earlier. And now, they couldn't even determine the cause of death."No connection? That doctor from your household, Felix Zeller—he's the one responsible for Justus' death."Right then, someone spoke up from the crowd. "That's him! That's Felix Zeller!"Felix, who had been calmly sitting in a chair, finally saw Wagner standing among them. And in that moment, everything made sense."Wagner? You've gotten quite bold, huh?" Gras sneered.Wagner flinched at Gras's words, but remembering that he now had the Goldsteins backing him, he stiffened his spine and stood tall. "Cut the crap
In Cloud City, there were a few noble families. Nonetheless, behind the polite smiles, tensions surged. Infiltrating each other's estates with spies had practically become a tradition. While they rarely uncovered major secrets, the information they did gather always gave them a head start.So when the news broke, Gras didn't doubt it for a second. He jumped to his feet, furious. "This is outrageous! Their son dies, and somehow it's the Longstone family's fault?"Ryker looked just as puzzled, agreeing that the accusation made no sense.But Felix let out a quiet, weary sigh. "Mr. Longstone, I'm afraid this is probably my fault. I'm a doctor, and I've gotten a bit of attention lately. After they failed to determine the cause of Justus' death, and given our meeting earlier today, they likely saw an opportunity to drag your family into the mess." Gras's expression darkened, knowing that Felix wasn't wrong. After all, doctors could also be poisoners, and plenty of martial artists had fa
It was clear someone had said something to Justus. Otherwise, this situation wouldn't have escalated to this point.Felix said calmly, "It was a standard therapeutic massage technique, and I was blindfolded the entire time. Does that explanation satisfy you? Or would you rather find someone else capable of treating Ms. Longstone—I'll gladly step aside if you can."Justus sneered, his eyes filled with disdain. "Cut the crap, Felix. Don't act like I don't know exactly what's going through your head. Ginny's the heiress of the Longstone residence—Gras's precious jewel. Everyone knows that marrying her is like securing the entire household. Don't tell me that thought never crossed your mind.""It didn't," Felix said simply.Unfortunately, that answer was never going to satisfy Justus. He snarled, "Listen up, boy! I'm giving you three days to get the hell out of the Longstone residence. If you don't, you won't even get the chance to regret it. Everyone else might be afraid of Gras—but I
As Wagner watched Justus explode in rage, he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. With what he'd just uncovered, there was no need to exaggerate—it was already explosive enough on its own.After all, Justus' future fiancée was touched in that kind of intimate way by a young, healthy doctor. Any man with a spine would lose it."But Justus," Wagner added with a smirk. "Didn't Felix just get publicly praised by the Green King?"Cloud City wasn't that big. Anyone with any influence had been keeping close tabs on Green King Manor—especially with the mystery man who walked out of Desolated Lands involved. So, the news of Felix being rewarded had already spread far and wide.Justus clenched his jaw. "So what? It's just a flash in the pan. If he was truly skilled, the Green King would've kept him. But as long as he hasn't climbed into the Green King's inner circle, I can crush him whenever I want."Wagner's grin widened. That was exactly the attitude he needed. If Justus had shown
The moment the Flame Monarch mentioned the Healer Sage, the Green King's expression shifted noticeably. "So the Sage really was living out there in seclusion... No wonder. Flame Monarch, does this mean you've taken a liking to Felix?"But the Flame Monarch waved his hand dismissively. "There's no need for that."That response made the Green King secretly rejoice. If the Flame Monarch didn't intend to recruit Felix, then he understood why—and that was perfect. It meant the opportunity to take Felix under his own wing was wide open.The night passed quietly. Felix stood beside Christopher's bedside, noticing the man's breathing had grown steady and stable.At this point, the herb had run its course and was no longer effective. But what was left inside Christopher's soul—a strange, lingering force—was exactly what Felix had hoped for.Christopher was alive but completely unconscious. The remaining energy had no regenerative properties, which meant he'd likely never wake again. For Fe
Felix wasn't the least bit surprised by the Flame Monarch's reaction, but he still feigned confusion. "Flame Monarch, I'm sorry... but I don't understand. What do you mean by soul-related injuries?"Just from that single line, Felix confirmed what he suspected—Aquamarinus had no concept of soul-based matters. Whether it was training methods or anything else, this realm hadn't yet touched that domain.The Flame Monarch stared at him, pressure radiating from his body. Felix immediately felt his limbs start to tremble under the invisible weight."You don't know? Then how could you claim to treat that man's condition?" Felix calmly pointed toward the herbs laid out on the table. "The force inside him is definitely strange. It triggered a memory... I once sensed something very similar, and it came from within that herb. It was purely instinct—when something feels familiar, there's a chance it might work."The Flame Monarch shifted his gaze to the herb, then said flatly, "Start from th
Felix gave him a direct and honest answer. "As long as I have enough herbs. I can treat him. I won't promise a full recovery, but one thing I can guarantee you is that this man won't die."For now, that was the best possible answer anyone could offer.The Flame Monarch replied, "Good. Begin. As long as you can keep him alive, you'll be handsomely rewarded."It seemed the Flame Monarch already knew something and never truly expected anyone to completely cure Christopher. Preserving his life alone would already be a feat."Flame Monarch, please reconsider!" one of the elderly doctors suddenly cut in, seething with resentment. "This boy is barely grown—how could he possibly possess such remarkable skill in medicine?"The Flame Monarch turned and gave him a cold, mocking glance. "If he can't do it, then can you?"The old man went silent. Perhaps fearing the loss of favor or acting out of sheer pride, he hesitated. Eventually, he found the courage to speak again."I admit I can't, bu
The Green King's expression changed instantly, and he turned to Felix in a hurry. "Dr. Zeller, please come with me to greet him.""Of course," Felix replied.For anyone in Aquamarinus, getting the chance to see the Flame Monarch up close was like a once-in-a-lifetime dream, and people would probably die happy just for that. Naturally, Felix put on a show of reverence as well, even if he didn't feel it deep down.As they reached the front gate, Felix saw several figures striding toward them with heavy steps. At the front of the group was a towering man, nearly nine feet tall. Even someone as built as Dave looked like a delicate bystander next to him.What stood out the most was his bright crimson hair, which flared upward like flames, making it look like his head was on fire. His facial features were fairly average, but the power behind his gaze radiated pure, undeniable authority.So, this was the Flame Monarch?Felix studied him closely. He suspected the man had cultivated some
According to the rules set by the Flame Monarch, the position of Minor Kings rotated every five years. Those who made outstanding contributions could keep their titles, but anyone who fell short would have to fight for their place all over again.The Green King knew he wasn't particularly strong—he was painfully aware of that. And with the next year marking the fifth year, the pressure was mounting fast. So when Christopher appeared, it felt like fate. If he could heal this man before the Flame Monarch arrived with his elite doctors, the credit would be immense, and his reappointment would be virtually guaranteed. Anyone who had never held a Minor King title wouldn't understand just how many perks came with it. If they did, no one would give it up willingly."I can treat him," Felix said calmly. "But I can't promise a full recovery."The Green King smiled. "Do your best. Even if you can only keep him alive, that alone is worth it."Two doctors before had said that Christopher's b