“All the legal representatives ofpanies under Duncan’s name have been reced by a distant


    rtive of the Duerson family. The man himself looks to have gone to ck Wind Mountains.


    “I… I have also acquired all the industries under the Duerson family…”


    Walter nced at Nash’s expression cautiously. He had not informed Nash beforehand about acquiring


    the Duerson family’s industries.


    Nash’s eyes narrowed as heughed coldly. “Hmph, does he think ck Wind Mountains can protect


    him?” He did not care about the Duerson family’s industries at all. He only cared about Duncan himself.


    desman Divus, Mark, the thousands of innocents from the Quiet Winds Church, as well as those


    martial artists who had witnessed the tragedy at Sigur Cliff… Duncan needed to pay for their lives.


    Duncan, Boris, Peter, and ck Wind Mountains were all on Na


    death list.


    Hera shivered and cautiously said, “Mr. Watson, um… Could you off the air conditioning?”


    Walter frowned and looked at Janson, who was driving. He had als felt the bone-chilling cold run


    through him just now.


    Janson chuckled helplessly. “It’s already November. Why would I turn on the air-conditioning? That’s


    Mr. Calcraft releasing his killing intent!”


    Hera then noticed Nash trembling slightly and squeezed his hand


    tightly. She looked up at him and said angrily, “Watch that killing intent of yours. Heal your injuries first!”


    Nash felt a shortness of breath. His chest tightened, and his vision blurred for a moment. He quickly


    retracted his killing intent and then calmed himself. He felt his breathing be smoother after that.


    Thest time he used the Infinite Divine Thunder Curse, it depleted arge amount of his essence and


    true energy, causing his Mystique Pill to rupture. His strength was now less than a tenth of its peak.


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    For a martial artist, rupturing their Mystique Pill was akin to losing half their life. However, Nash was not


    discouraged. He could still refine elixirs to repair his Mystique Pill.


    Back at Royal Bay, Nash used Hera’s phone to call Eric and Felicity. Eric and the others suffered


    rtively minor injuries and were


    discharged from the hospital two days ago.


    Cillian returned to the Quiet Winds Church while Jasper went and scattered Mark’s ashes. As for


    Jaxon, Felicity had brought him to stay at Jonford Grand Hotel in the meantime.


    At Jonford Grand Hotel, Felicity knocked on the door of the


    neighboring room. Inside the room, Jaxon was sitting cross-legge


    on the spacious Simmons bed.


    He was dressed in immacte pure white robes, custom-made by a


    renowned designer in Jonford whom Felicity had gotten for Jaxon.


    On the coffee table, the takeout food was untouched.


    Without waiting for Jaxon to speak, Felicity swiped the room card and


    walked in.


    Jaxon slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a breath of turbid air. Felicity nced at the untouched food on


    the coffee table with a frown.” Aren’t you just wasting food like this? Do you know how expensive this


    lobster is?”


    Jaxon sped his hands together and replied gently, “I don’t eat meat.


    Felicity scratched her head. “But there are some veggies too, no?”


    Jaxon responded again, “I’m not hungry.”


    He could not eat just veggies. In Pear Blossom Vige, he made a lot of sauerkraut and would usually


    have his meals with sauerkraut.


    “You really stick to your principles.”


    Felicity walked to the window and pulled back the curtains, the gentle sunlight illuminating the entire


    room. Then, she turned around and stared at Jaxon’s handsome face with her fox-like eyes. “Are you


    feeling better now?” she asked.


    JJaxon’s role in dealing with the ghoul overlords this time was cr


    EEven Nash admitted that without Jaxon, they would have all died


    Jdonford would have been in ruins.