His Way Back to Supremacy novel Chapter 4

"Become my lackey."

Perseus exhibited an authoritative and domineering air at that moment.

He had murdered and saved countless lives over the past three months. By the time he elevated his healing and combat prowess to the advanced stage of the Ultimate Immortal Realm, his mentality had gone through a profound transformation.

The moment Perseus found out about the tragedies that haunted the Caitfords, his heart became as cold as ice.

He needed a loyal lackey who wasn't afraid to spill some blood to keep his family safe. Tom managed to fit all the criteria he had in mind.

"Yes, sir."

Tom took the initiative to get on his knees and thank Perseus for not killing him.

Once Perseus left Firethrone Organization, he flagged down a cab and headed to Crowndel. Crowndel was a famous district known for housing the rich and the influential only. Rochelle happened to live there.

However, no one opened the door for Perseus after he rang the doorbell. He waited there for almost half an hour before leaving.

"Help! My grandpa collapsed! Is there anyone who can help me?"

Upon reaching the river bay, Perseus heard someone calling for help from a distance. His instincts as a healer kicked in immediately, resulting in him bolting toward the source.

It appeared that an elderly man had collapsed.

"Please call the emergency hotline for me! I'll get the car!"

The young woman who had called for help was grateful to Perseus for stepping in during her time of need.

"We can't go to the hospital," Perseus declared right away after glancing at the old man.

He crouched down immediately and took the old man's wrist with one hand while lifting his eyelids with the other. What he observed made him frown.

"Why?" Nancy Jagger, the young woman, was perplexed.

"Because he'll die in five minutes."

"Are… Are you hoping for my grandpa to die? It's just a case of his high blood pressure acting up! Is it really that serious?"

"Just stand there. Don't disturb me when I'm treating him."

Perseus had no time to deal with Nancy's anger. He removed a silver ring from his finger before tugging at it forcefully. As a result, the ring became a nine-inch-long silver needle.

The sight rendered Nancy speechless.

The next thing she knew, Perseus jabbed the needle into the old man's heart. He must have inserted at least three inches worth of needle into the patient's chest.

Nancy's heart went tense as well, as though she was the one getting stabbed in the heart instead. She couldn't help but wonder if Perseus really was a doctor.

Once the needle was inserted, Perseus withdrew a dagger he'd always brought alongside him. Then, he sliced the old man's thumb open, allowing thick black blood to seep out of the wound swiftly.

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you hurting my grandpa? Stop it!"

Nancy tried to stop Perseus the moment she noticed what he did. Her family's private doctor, as well as the experts and specialists in the hospital, never treated her grandfather like that before.

Perseus must be attempting to kill her grandfather! He could be an evil goon hired by her grandfather's business rival!

"You'd better stay put if you don't want your grandpa to die!"

Perseus shoved Nancy away before shooting her a glare. He hated it whenever others disturbed him when he was treating someone.

"You…" Nancy was pissed, to say the least.

But when she saw Perseus' chilling glare, she fell silent immediately.

After Perseus made cuts on all ten of the old man's fingers, he didn't stop there. Instead, he clutched the man's hands and began squeezing out the blood. The ground was soon stained with blood in just a few minutes' time.

However, color was restored to the old man's face. Even his breathing became more even and regular.

Nancy approached her grandfather cautiously. She was worried about his condition as he had yet to recover his consciousness despite looking a lot better.

"How's my grand—"

"Silence!"

Perseus shot her another glare, causing her to pout angrily.

Perseus remained crouched beside the old man, his movements deliberate as he gently twirled the needle between his fingers. At the same time, he pressed his ear to the old man's chest to listen to his heartbeat.

Suddenly, Perseus shouted, "Rise!" as he withdrew the needle.

That was when a miracle happened. The moment Perseus withdrew his needle, the old man's eyes flew open.

"Ugh… My illness must have relapsed." He sounded tired and weak, yet he was able to properly enunciate each and every word.

Perseus wasn't surprised by the patient's awakening at all.

"Sir, you should cut down the cholesterol in your diet. If not, your arteries might actually burst one of these days."

As he spoke, he wiped the silver needle before flicking it to revert it back into a ring. Then, he slipped it back onto his finger.

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