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Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Found a Clue

The letter said that he and her fellow students were all safe now. They had left before anyone breached the barrier.

They weren’t sure if Whitney would ever return to this place.

But if she did and found this letter, they told her not to worry about them. Since they had left ahead of time, they’d already made arrangements for their escape, and when the time was right, they’d meet

secret compartment and go to the Pierce family. The Pierce family Wo

Finally, her mentor reminded her that if she came back and found this letter,

That was all.

should

Ke the token he had hidden in the

safe.

This must have been the letter her mentor and fellow students left behind for her with the little time they had left before departing.

Whitney read the letter over and over again.

She etched every word into her heart.

Her anxious heart finally eased.

Whitney felt relieved. She thought, Mentor and fellow students are all right.

They are still safe, and nothing bad has happened to them.’

As long as she knew they were okay, as long as they were safe and sound, her worries faded away.

At the same time, countless questions still filled Whitney’s mind.

With the skills her mentor and fellow students possessed, they wouldn’t leave early just because someone was breaking in. Her mentor and fellow students had always healed others and treated people with kindness. No way they ever made enemies.

Besides, whenever they practiced medicine, they never stayed in one place for long, and nobody ever knew where they originally came from.

Whitney wondered, So how did that person manage to track them down and break through their formation?

So, is her mentor really hiding them deep in the mountains and setting up such a complex formation to avoid that person?

Who could that person possibly be?

Someone so formidable that her mentor would choose to stay away from them?

And, why did her mentor want her to bring

the token and turn to the Pierce family for protection?

What kind of relationship does her mentor have with the Pierce family?

As for the token, Whitney searched through her silver needle pouch, but couldn’t find anything like a token.

She thought for a moment, then leaned toward the hidden compartment again. Sure enough, she saw half an emerald pendant sitting inside, curved like a crescent moon.

picked up the emerald piece.

The emerald I piece felt highquality, and when Whitney touched it, it was warm, unlike emeralds, which were usually cold. When Whitney saw the halfmoon emerald pendant, she thought, So my mentor had already known that Julian had set up a secret compartment by my bed to stash candy for me?

Now that I know they’re safe, I can finally rest easy. The day after tomorrow, I’ll show this emerald pendant to Ryan and see if I can get him to talk about the connection between my mentor and the Pierce family.

Maybe the Pierce family knows where my mentor and the others are.

When I finally see my mentor and fellow students again, I’m definitely going to ask them everything!

Whitney kept the emerald pendant close, tucking it away safely.

Now that she knew her mentor and fellow students were safe, her nerves finally relaxed.

She ended up spending the night in the small cabin she once called home.

The next day, Whitney spent all day cleaning up the little cabins where her mentor and fellow students used to live.

She made sure the courtyard was sparkling clean.

She tried her best to bring everything back to how it was when the Anderson family came to take her home.

Chapter 118 Found a Clue

This place was her home.

This was her home, which carried countless memories.

Even if her mentor and fellow students weren’t here anymore, she couldn’t let it stay this messy. After a long day of cleaning up, Whitney looked around at her home, now completely refreshed.

Seeing everything so renewed, she felt so content that all her fatigue melted

She grabbed something simple to eat.

Then she crawled back into her little cabin to get some rest.

She planned to hit the road at first light.

She and Ryan had agreed to meet on the evening of the third day.

The drive back to Prestige Manor would have her arriving right around evening.

The timing worked out right.

  1. ay.

The moonlight flowed like water, cool and tranquil, bathing the mountains in a quiet, lonely glow.

Deep in the mountains, all that could be heard was the soft whisper of the wind brushing through the leaves.

The atmosphere was so soothing that it could lull anyone straight to sleep.

But beneath all that tranquil beauty, a subtle tension lingered in the air.

Whitney, who had been fast asleep, suddenly shot her eyes open.

There was not a hint of drowsiness in her eyes. She was wide awake and fully alert.

The sound of something bumping around was crystal clear in the quiet night.

The shadow at the doorway instantly knew he’d been spotted.

He bolted.

He was quick, but Whitney was quicker.

As soon as the shadow moved, Whitney reacted instantly.

She shot up from her bed like a phantom, her fingers reaching out to snatch the shadowy figure.

The shadow stiffened, stunned by Whitney’s lightningfast reaction.

He spun, ducked low to dodge her hand, and dashed forward to escape.

The intruder was clad in traditional black night attire, every inch of him concealed except for his piercing, predatory eyes.

locked for a brief instant.

Their eyes

Those eyes

were like an eagle’s, radiating an intense, aggressive glare.

From his agility and lightningfast reflexes, it was clear he wasn’t some ordinary person.

Judging by the build, Whitney felt under her grip, he was definitely a man.

Those eyes

But

looked as if they belonged to someone at least fifty years old, definitely over fifty.

movements showed no sign of being over fifty at all.

Danger practically oozed from every inch of him.

Her gut told her this man had something to do with why her mentor and fellow students vanished.

Maybe if she caught him, she could finally uncover the real reason her mentor and fellow students had to leave.

Whitney’s gaze hardened as she leapt forward, striking straight at the blackclad intruder.

The blackclad figure hadn’t expected Whitney’s relentless pursuit and was forced to spin around and face her headon. The courtyard Whitney had cleaned up was getting wrecked all over again.

The guy in black tried again and again to push Whitney back and slip away, but her tricky moves had him totally cornered. He couldn’t shake her off at all.

At first, the guy in black saw Whitney as nothing more than a kid and didn’t take her seriously at all.

But she kept blocking his way, cutting off every chance he had to escape.

His eyes turned icy and menacing, studying Whitney’s face intently, as if he was trying to commit every detail to memory. It was like he wanted to make sure he’d never forget her face.

Chapter 118 Found a Clue

Bathed in moonlight, Whitney’s unapologetically stunning face made her look like a queen ruling the night.

She defiant, unapologetic, and exuded a dangerous, predatory edge.

was

Since you’re so eager to get a good look at my face, why not show me yours?Whitney taunted.

She didn’t flinch, meeting his gaze headon and letting him look all he wanted.

At first, she’d only guessed that this guy showing up here had something to do with her mentor and fellow students disappearing.

But after trading blows with him, she knew for sure.

This guy was definitely here because of her mentor and fellow students.

Her skills were more badass than those of her four fellow students.

She was already way beyond her mentor.

But with all that, she still couldn’t take this old man down right away. He managed to slip away several times, always finding a chance to escape.

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