A Luna for the Lycan King novel Chapter 3

"Young Master, my only daughter was born sick, and now it's worse."

Alfred's eyes filled with sorrow, "She's in pain every day. I've seen every doctor, spent a fortune, tried everything—nothing helps. She's only getting worse. Please, help her. I'll do anything."

Alex gazed at him calmly.

"I'll meet your daughter tomorrow."

Alfred was stunned.

He hadn’t expected His Highness would agree to lend a helping hand so easily.

He grabbed Alex's hand, bowed in gratitude.

"Thank you, my lord!"

He whispered, his words heavy with all he felt.

Previously, Alfred hadn’t believed his luck when his leader mentioned Alex's visit to Vancouver.

Albert wasn’t entirely sure who Alex was.

However, what he was certain was even his leader must kneel before Alex!

If Alex’s was displeased, millions of lives could vanish.

But if he was satisfied, even the dying could live!

As the head of the Kingswell organization in Vancouver, Albert had heard the rumors.

About a high-ranking figure known as "God’s Hand," the disciple of the Immortal Sage.

Even the dying could be healed by his touch.

So he had done everything to ensure Alex would be satisfied.

"Young Master," Alfred asked, "I heard you’re on an important mission. Tell me how I can assist. In Vancouver, nothing is beyond your reach. If you command right, even the government won't go left."

“I do indeed need your help,” Alex said.

He had three critical tasks ahead.

"Find someone for me.”

"I don’t have a name, just a nickname. They call him ‘Jo.’ No picture either."

When he was younger, he had ended up on the streets in Vancouver, only to flee from danger.

The one with the nickname “Jo” was the person who had helped him out.

He needed to find him, and to repay the kindness he had received.

"Your wish is my command," Alfred obediently bowed.

“Is that all?”

Alex nodded.

He had two other tasks here: one was to meet his fiancée, and the other was to uncover his origin.

However, for the former, there was no need for Albert's involvement.

Regarding the latter, it could only be addressed after finding Jo.

“Young Master,” Albert began cautiously, “when a high-ranking Kingswell member visits, I’m supposed to organize a banquet, invite the city's elite, top businessmen, top actresses, politicians, and I have prepared…”

He watched Alex's face as he explained.

But when he noticed a slight furrow in Alex’s brow, he quickly adjusted.

“But since you're incognito, you’d prefer to skip the banquet, correct?”

Alex nodded with a smile.

“I’ll cancel it immediately, then,” Alfred responded immediately