“The reason is,” Emmeline said, “I can get the antidote for Deathly Desire that way.”
Waylon was silent.
Eventually, he said, “What actually happened, Emma?”
“The previous owner of the Imperial Palace contacted me,” Emmeline replied. “I’ve also met him.”
Waylon frowned hard. He took Emmeline’s wrists and inspected them carefully.
“I’m fine. I met him two days ago,” Emmeline said.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? What if something happens?” Waylon said.
“But I’m fine, right?” Emmeline blinked. “I’ve also inflicted Living Agony on that b*stard.”
Waylon could not help but chuckle. “Living Agony? You stabbed the previous owner of the Imperial Palace?”
“Mm.” Emmeline nodded. “But it didn’t achieve the intended effect.”
“What do you mean? I taught you the technique myself. Don’t tell me you haven’t mastered it,” Waylon said.
“It’s not that. He told me someone managed to treat 30 percent of the symptoms. That took away a lot of his agony,” Emmeline said.
Waylon frowned. “Who is it?”
“It’s the same person who gave him the Deathly Desire poison, of course.”
“I see. I guess I’ll have to get to the bottom of this as soon as I can,” Waylon said sternly.
“He also told me that the person can only alleviate the symptoms but can’t completely cure him.”
“What happened after that?”
“Today, that b*stard told me to marry the ugliest man in the world and treat his Living Agony before he’d give me the antidote for Deathly Desire.”
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