Jeremy Irving gave a tired smile. "Mayor Hamilton, I must admit, I’m utterly exhausted, so..."Hearing this, Kingsley Hamilton waved his hand repeatedly. "You are too humble, doctor. You saved my life—an immense favor. Tabitha, go make preparations!"Tabitha had been by Kingsley Hamilton’s side for many years.She understood immediately what he meant by “preparations”—it was to prepare a gift of gratitude."Right away!"Tabitha stood and was about to leave.But just then—"Hmm?"Kingsley Hamilton's brow furrowed sharply.A second later, a metallic taste rose in his throat.He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood."Cough... cough..."The sight of it sent another wave of shock through the room.Tabitha spun around, horrified."Kingsley—!""Ahhh..."Hamilton writhed in pain, his face contorting once again."It... it hurts so much...""Mr. Hamilton!""Old Mr. Hamilton!"Cries of alarm erupted all around.Jeremy Irving, who had just sat down, bolted to his feet."Master! What’s happenin

Tabitha was growing increasingly impatient. She looked at Anthony coldly. "I’ll ask you one last time—are you coming with me or not?"She felt she’d already given Anthony too much face.This brat was unbelievably ungrateful!She’d come all this way just to find him, and he didn’t even show her the slightest respect.Tabitha was about to explode with rage...But Anthony didn’t move. He didn’t even bother replying.He had no intention of indulging such a rude woman.Besides!What did Kingsley Hamilton’s life or death have to do with her?Anthony’s indifference sent Tabitha into a fury.She glared at him and then waved her hand. "Take him back."She was going to use force.No matter what, she had to bring Anthony back.Only then might Kingsley be saved.But then again…Would it really work?This kid looked so young, clearly still fooling around with little girls. How could he possibly have that kind of ability?The next moment—The bodyguards behind her rushed at Anthony."Kid, don’t res

They had never imagined that the so-called Mr. Jones, whom Kingsley Hamilton had mentioned again and again, would be such a young man.Could this kid really heal someone?"Mr. Jones, you’re really hard to get a hold of," Kingsley Hamilton said, his tone tinged with reproach.Anthony had rejected their invitations several times, and Kingsley was clearly irritated.Anthony, however, didn’t take offense. He glanced at Tabitha and said calmly, "Mayor Hamilton, next time you send someone to invite me, make sure they come with the right attitude. Don’t send someone acting like royalty to order me around. Healing you is not my duty—it’s a favor.""What do you mean?" Kingsley’s expression turned serious at once, sensing something was off.Anthony replied indifferently, "Ask your wife."At that, Kingsley turned to Tabitha."What happened exactly?" he asked, his expression darkening."I... I..." Tabitha stammered, unable to speak, her voice faltering with guilt.Kingsley then looked at Raymond.

11 p.m.Anthony returned to Crystal Haven.At that moment, he could sense Caroline Hill was still in his room.Without hesitation, he headed to another room instead.Tonight, he had something important to do — crafting a magical artifact.He pulled a small object from his coat pocket.Within the core of this peculiar item, he could feel a powerful dark spirit imprisoned.Anthony needed to devour it.He suddenly flung the object into the air.Instantly, the small item made of shattered bones began to float midair.In that very instant—A burst of black light erupted."Crack crack crack...""Waaaah...""Scratch scratch scratch..."Suddenly, the room filled with hollow, haunting wails. Countless black shadows surged across the space, and one terrifying ghost face after another emerged, twisted and ghastly.At the center of these ghostly visages was a massive black skull, its head spinning erratically.Anthony’s eyes narrowed.The next moment, he raised his hand—Whoosh!The skull flew st