Night had come!
Jay wandered along the deserted and lonely street, his physical pain not able to overcome the grief in his heart.
He had walked around the little Peach Blossom County numerous times and seemed to be endlessly going in circles.
Grayson was utterly worried. "He has injuries on his body, and he's refusing to eat or drink anything. If this goes on, his body will collapse."
Storm said bitterly, "Master Ares is looking for the madam."
He thought about how he was exactly the same way when he lost Baby Robbie back then.
Grayson's eyes turned wet. "But the madam is dead."
Grayson wanted to step forward to dissuade Jay, but Storm stopped him. He said, "Let him be. He’s being this way because he still has hope in his heart. Even if the chances are slim, at least he's willing to stay alive because of it. If we destroy this hope, I'm afraid he won't continue living any longer."
Grayson sighed.
At this moment, a slingshot was hidden in the dark.
A bead bracelet tied to a letter was shot into the snow i n front of Jay without warning.
Jay’s eyes had initially been lax and soulless, but as soon as he saw the bead bracelet, his dispirited pupils were enlarged. It was akin to a dead tree in spring suddenly glowing with vigorous vitality.
It was Angeline’s bead bracelet.
He held up the beads as if he was holding a rare treasure. Only then did he notice that there was a letter on the bracelet.
Jay opened the letter and glanced at the words.
The letter wrote:
[If you want to save your woman, take the Nine Paintings and come to Noblemen Garden's Guesthouse Inn alone.]
Jay's frame of mind was indescribable for a moment.
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