Upon discovering Gabriel's true identity, Harold was frozen in terror. He looked like a ghost, his eyes empty and lifeless. He knew he was completely doomed, with no one daring enough to save him."You get it now, right? I'll have you know, he used to be the Golden Dragon Man, and now he's the Golden Dragon Lord!""Golden Dragon Lord!" Harold shivered with fear, almost fainting.Wilbur commanded, "Get him out of here!"A few bodyguards stepped forward and hauled Harold into the car.Even with the truth laid bare, Harold knew he would spend the rest of his life in the Dark Prison. The only way out was to be carried out for cremation after death."Hold it! What do you think you're doing? Leave him here!"At that moment, a dashing young man stormed out, flanked by two female bodyguards, exuding an intimidating aura.At first, he wanted to stay out of it. But Harold was utterly useless, unable to fight back and about to be taken away. The young ma

While healing the sick and saving lives was second nature to him, leading was a whole different ball game."Actually, you don't need to do much. Just lend a hand occasionally. If you're really unwilling, just hold the title for now. Once I find someone suitable, I'll replace you," Emily said, seeing Gabriel's hesitation. She put on a pitiful expression, "If you don't step in, I'll be forced to watch as Vance runs Patel Pharma into the ground!"With the conversation reaching this point, Gabriel couldn't refuse. He nodded, "Alright, I'll give it a whirl.""I knew you'd help me!" Emily's face lit up like a thousand-watt bulb. "Come on, let's head back to my place and discuss the work details!"With a swift tug, she whisked Gabriel off to the car.......At the stroke of ten, within the opulent halls of Celestial Estates.Lily, along with Jessica and Alice, was entertaining two guests.One was a suave young man in sharp attire, the other a venerab

Anthony started to put pressure on Gabriel, "Hey, pretty face, I suggest you throw in the towel early. Once the poison is brewed, you won't even have a chance to regret it!"Gabriel, with a calm expression, replied, "Honestly, I have to hand it to you for your guts, handing your life over to someone else. Have you ever considered that if he loses, it's you who'll pay the price?"Anthony scoffed confidently, "That's rubbish! Mr. Hart's been mastering poisons for ages. You'll see soon enough!" Gabriel responded with a silent, knowing smile.In no time, the servants trickled back, arms laden with herbs.With the herbs in hand, the white-haired elder immediately got to work, his hands moving with a mesmerizing speed, like a master conductor leading an orchestra.Gabriel, meanwhile, lounged with the calm of a breeze drifting through the clouds, simply waiting.The white-haired elder glanced at Gabriel, then quickly selected a few herbs, turning his back to G