The moment Leon said that, everyone blinked, staring at him, wondering what had gotten into his head.
"Sister..." Allen wanted to say something, but a glare from Camila shut him up. "Leon, what are you saying?" Camila asked slowly, for some reason, she wanted to believe Leon. But she was the one who had arranged the banquet, and supervised everything, so how could the drink be poisoned. "I...." "Don't listen to his nonsense," One of the family members cut off Leon when was about to explain. "Are you trying to say we'll dare poison our grandmother?" "Or do you think Camila who organized this banquet didn't make sure everything was perfect?" Leon's expression shifted but he didn't say more. Seemed like that was the culprit talking. Though he wasn't really sure about it. But he had dealt with so many issues in the past that he knew how to identify a suspect easily. "Sorry about that, you can carry on," Leon smiled and didn't say more. It would be pointless, if he continued to argue trying to convince them it was poisoned. With that, everyone ignored Leon and all drank the drink, including Anna. After the toast, everyone glanced at Anna, then at Leon waiting for something to happen. But nothing did. A minute flashed by, then two minutes. Then five minutes. "I knew..." Just as the voice sounded, Anna who seemed to be fine suddenly held her chest, as she bent forward, coughing dark blood and blood flowed out of her nose. Before anyone could react, her body went limp and she fell straight to the floor. But luckily, before she could fall, Camila came back to her senses and rushed forward, grabbing Anna. "Doctor! Someone, call the doctor!" She roared, panic flashing in her eyes. With her roar, everyone instantly snapped back to their senses. Someone quickly ran outside to call the doctor. At the same time, everyone stared at Leon strangely. If they had known, they would have believed him. Leon stood, watching without uttering a word. His eyes were like that of a hawk, scanning every single soul inside the hall. And there, he caught it. Within the panic gaze of everyone, a dangerous glint was directed at him and it came from the line of the family. Seemed like his stay with the Ashford would be anything but Chaotic. Soon enough, the doctor, a middle-aged man rushed into the hall with his tool. Helping Camila, he laid Anna gently on the floor and took out his equipment. "It's poison," he muttered, just loud enough for everyone to hear. Hearing that, everyone stared at Leon once again. The doctor had confirmed it, meaning he was right. Camila also shot Leon a glance wondering how he had known about the poison. "Please save her," Camila turned to the doctor, pleading. "I..." The doctor stuttered, shaking his head. "The poison has mixed with her bloodstream, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about it," He concluded, a trace of sadness could be felt in his voice. Camila froze, tears flowed down her face as she couldn't believe this was how her grandmother would die. "I'm sorry, miss, my condolences," The doctor bowed slightly, "Why condemn someone who isn't dead yet to death?" Leon's voice sounded before Camila could say anything. "What are you implying?" The doctor's face changed, raising his head to glance at Leon. “If that’s your conclusion…” Leon tilted his head slightly. “Then your title means nothing.” "How dare you!" The doctor flew into a rage, pointing at Leon, steam rising from his head. "I'm not wrong," Leon spread out his arms. "Cause you can't do something doesn't mean others wouldn't be able to." Hearing Leon's arrogant statement, the doctor smirked, "You saying you can extract the Poison from her bloodstream?" "Yep," Leon nodded, stopping a few meters away. "If you can do it, then I, Henry would give up my certificate and stop being a doctor," He sneered in contempt. "You said that, don't forget to keep to your word," Leon laughed, squatting by Camila's side. "Let me handle it," He said slowly, his voice soft, carrying a wave of confidence. "I..." Camila hesitated, but in the end still let Leon treat her grandmother. "Camila, what do you think you're doing?" One of Camila's Uncle spoke, stopping Leon who was about to start the treatment. "Letting someone of an unknown origin treat grandmother?" "What if..." "Uncle, let him try, the doctor has already pronounced her dead," Camila interrupted, trying to find a hint of hope. She wished they had listened to Leon when he said the wine was poisoned. But how had he known. As for who had done it, she wasn't a fool and could roughly guess the work of who it was. "Carry on Leon," Camila gestured at Leon. Taking Anna's pulse, Leon shook his head. The poison wasn't that powerful, but it was lethal. Coupled with what was in her body, it had caused quite some effect. But first, he would need to get rid of the Poison that had mixed with her blood stream. To do that was simple. First, he needed to insert needles into her acupoints and stop the blood flow. Then stimulate the poison and guide it to gather in a spot. Leon worked as he thought about this. His movement, clean and precise, shocking everyone. Even the doctor who had been quite arrogant just now froze, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as he watched Leon work. Even Camila was no exception. She couldn't believe the husband she had randomly chosen would have such a skill. Soon Leon was done gathering the poison to a spot on Anna's body. He has chosen her left arm and now, it was dark purple. "Got a scalpel?" Leon turned to the doctor who nodded almost immediately. Giving Leon the scalpel, he carefully cut the part, gently squeezing out the blood. After that, he then stopped the bleeding, bandaging the arm and then removed the needles. After that, he patted the old lady's back gently.Latest Chapter
Fear
Inside the Grand Imperial Hotel ballroom, the terrified socialites and businessmen scrambled backward toward the walls, knocking over chairs and tables in a mad rush to stay out of the fight.In the center of the red carpet, the twelve elite martial artists of the Sterling Family surrounded Leon and Dark Knight without leaving a single gap to escape.Leading the encirclement was Protector Scar, a ruthless Heavenly Realm expert that Patriarch Harold Sterling had spent ten million dollars a year to hire as the family's chief guardian."Brat, you should have stayed hidden in whatever rat hole you crawled out of!" Protector Scar sneered coldly, cracking his knuckles as surging Heavenly Realm Qi wrapped around his fists,"Take him down! Remember Young Master Victor's orders, break his limbs and leave him breathing!" He barked to the eleven Core Formation and Nascent Soul guards around him."Yes, Protector Scar!"Without hesitation, all twelve martial artists lunged forward at the exact sam
Run
Inside the grand ballroom on the top floor of the Grand Imperial Hotel, crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, bathing the entire hall in dazzling golden light.Soothing violin music floated through the air as hundreds of wealthy businessmen, socialites, and minor clan heirs from across the Capital mingled around the banquet tables with glasses of vintage champagne in hand.Up on the central red-carpeted stage, a handsome young man in a custom white tuxedo stood beside a stunning young woman in an evening gown, soaking in the envious gazes of the crowd.This young man was none other than Victor Sterling, the proud young master of the Sterling Family.Standing right beside him with a wide, beaming grin was his father, Patriarch Harold Sterling."Congratulations, Young Master Victor! Marrying Miss Song and signing that new shipping contract in the same week, the Sterling Family is truly soaring into the heavens!" A middle-aged merchant raised his glass from below the stage, fla
Martial Arts
Inside the Grand Imperial Hotel ballroom, the terrified socialites and businessmen scrambled backward toward the walls, knocking over chairs and tables in a mad rush to stay out of the fight.In the center of the red carpet, the twelve elite martial artists of the Sterling Family surrounded Leon and Dark Knight without leaving a single gap to escape.Leading the encirclement was Protector Scar, a ruthless Heavenly Realm expert that Patriarch Harold Sterling had spent ten million dollars a year to hire as the family's chief guardian."Brat, you should have stayed hidden in whatever rat hole you crawled out of!" Protector Scar sneered coldly, cracking his knuckles as surging Heavenly Realm Qi wrapped around his fists,"Take him down! Remember Young Master Victor's orders, break his limbs and leave him breathing!" He barked to the eleven Core Formation and Nascent Soul guards around him."Yes, Protector Scar!"Without hesitation, all twelve martial artists lunged forward at the exact sam
Proud
Inside the grand ballroom on the top floor of the Grand Imperial Hotel, crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, bathing the entire hall in dazzling golden light.Soothing violin music floated through the air as hundreds of wealthy businessmen, socialites, and minor clan heirs from across the Capital mingled around the banquet tables with glasses of vintage champagne in hand.Up on the central red-carpeted stage, a handsome young man in a custom white tuxedo stood beside a stunning young woman in an evening gown, soaking in the envious gazes of the crowd.This young man was none other than Victor Sterling, the proud young master of the Sterling Family.Standing right beside him with a wide, beaming grin was his father, Patriarch Harold Sterling."Congratulations, Young Master Victor! Marrying Miss Song and signing that new shipping contract in the same week, the Sterling Family is truly soaring into the heavens!" A middle-aged merchant raised his glass from below the stage, fla
Surface
Upstairs in the main hall of the northern manor, Leon sat leaned back against the wide leather sofa after changing into a fresh set of dark clothes.A porcelain cup of hot green tea rested between his fingers, sending thin wisps of white steam curling into the air to replenish the energy he had spent pushing Dark Knight into the False Immortal Realm.Dark Knight stood quietly beside the sofa, his posture straight as a spear while he waited for his master to speak.For several minutes, nobody uttered a word in the hall.Leon stared down at the pale green tea swirling in his cup, his brows narrowing into a thin line as memories from five years ago began to surface in his mind.Five years ago, on the night of his eighteenth birthday and his official inheritance ceremony as the young master of the Sovereign Group, the entire ancestral estate had been bathed in blood.His father had been poisoned at the banquet table and slaughtered right in front of his eyes by the people they had once ca
Finally
Inside the underground training chamber of the Capital manor, the heavy stone doors were sealed shut to keep any spiritual fluctuations from leaking outside.Dim yellow lamps lined the stone walls, illuminating the wide room where Dark Knight had already taken off his shirt and sat cross-legged on a round meditation mat in the center.Across his broad back and chest, dozens of faded scars criss-crossed his skin, each one a reminder of the bloody battles he had fought for the Shadow Reapers over the years.Leon stood beside a wooden table nearby, calmly unrolling his leather pouch of gleaming silver needles while opening a carved jade box filled with dried spirit herbs he had brought with him from Oakdale."Supreme Commander, are you sure doing this won't strain your own meridians?" Dark Knight broke the silence, turning his head slightly to look at Leon with concern in his eyes,"You only just broke the ninth layer of your seal back in Oakdale, so your body is still adjusting," He add
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