Chapter 1361 Nightmare of the Engagement in Swinston
"Stop! Who goes there?"
As soon as Dustin and the others got out of the car, the two guards at the entrance of the Dragon Mansion immediately became alert.
"I want to see Reginald. Go in and inform him," Dustin said calmly.
"Is the Dragon family head (Reginald Langford) someone you can see just by saying you want to see him? Submit an application tomorrow, then go back and wait for a notice," the guard on the left said coldly.
Dustin didn't waste words; he just made a gesture.
Maximus quickly understood and pulled Ferdinand out of the car, then threw him in front of the gate.
"Fourth Young Master?"
The two guards took a closer look and immediately changed their expressions. "Who are you people? How dare you lay hands on the Langford family! You have quite the audacity!"
"Tell Reginald that an old friend is here to visit," Dustin said expressionlessly.
"Hurry... hurry and inform my uncle..."
Ferdinand lay on the ground, weakly crying out.
"Who dares to harm my Langford family members?"
At this moment, a burly middle-aged man with a beard and moustache walked out, hands behind his back.
The man had a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, with an imposing presence.
Behind him were two white-haired old men, one fat and one thin.
The two old men lowered their heads and appeared ordinary, but their depth was immeasurable.
With just one glance, they made Maximus break out in a cold sweat, and he felt chills running down his spine.
"Who wants to see me?"
The Dragon family head's first glance locked onto Ferdinand, who was standing there with disheveled hair, swollen face, and bleeding nose and mouth.
"Who is it?"
Reginald had a stern face, his gaze sharp.
"Uncle! It's him! He's the one who beat me!" Ferdinand ran up, pointing at Dustin and crying out, "This kid is audacious. He not only caused trouble at The Groove Club but also beat me severely. This time, you must help me!"
"Who?"
Reginald was about to show his might when he suddenly froze.
His eyes widened in shock, and his face was full of disbelief.
"Is it... is it you?"
Seeing the familiar face in front of him, Reginald was no longer calm.
A few months ago, he had attended his nephew Luis Langford's engagement celebration and had gone to Swinston in person.
After that, he had nightmares for a month in a row, and even now, he was terrified when he recalled it.
However, he didn't expect that the source of the nightmares would come to his door.
What was he trying to do?
Settle old scores after the fact? Take revenge for Luis's stolen bride?
Reginald was in a panic, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
In the past, Logan Rhys had been known as the unrivaled demon king, feared by everyone.
Even imperial relatives and state nobles had to be wary of him.
Now, although ten years had passed, the power of the West Lucozia King’s Mansion was still intact, and Logan was still a person everyone feared.
If this guy wanted to cause trouble in the Langford family, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Sir Langford, we meet again," Dustin smiled faintly.
"...," Reginald twitched at the corner of his eye, at a loss for how to respond for a moment.
This kid in front of him was a star of ill omen that everyone avoided.
He couldn't afford to offend him, nor could he afford to curry favor with him. Even saying a few more words made him feel like he was courting disaster.
It was really difficult.
"Uncle, what are you still standing there for? Get rid of this kid for me!" Ferdinand, who didn't know the situation, continued to shout, "Kid! How dare you cause trouble at my Langford family's doorstep? You're really looking for death! Next year on this day, it will be your death anniversary!"
"Shut up!"
Chapter 1362 Helpless Uncle
Reginald's scalp was on fire, and he slapped Ferdinand across the face.
"Smack!"
This slap was extremely powerful, sending Ferdinand flying and falling to the ground, eating dirt.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
They widened their eyes, finding it hard to believe.
What's going on?
Someone came to cause trouble, and the family head should punish the troublemaker, right?
So why did Ferdinand get slapped instead?
Could it be that he hit the wrong person?
"Uncle?"
Ferdinand was bewildered as he lay on the ground, clutching his burning face. "Why... why did you miss the target?"
"You damned thing! I'm hitting you!" Reginald was furious and walked up to continue punching and kicking, scolding as he went, "You idle ne'er-do-well, bullying men and women, causing trouble everywhere, the Langford family has a scoundrel like you, it's a great shame! Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson for your father!"
"Ow... Uncle, stop... I know I was wrong..."
Ferdinand covered his head with both hands and screamed in pain.
The people around were dumbfounded once again, looking at each other.
Why had the family head suddenly become so violent?
Normally, when Ferdinand caused trouble, he would at most scold him a bit. What happened today? Why was he beating him so severely?
It was too brutal!
"What's going on?"
Carlos and Roselyn, who had just arrived in their car, were also shocked by the scene.
In their opinion, the reason Dustin had come to the Langford family must be to apologize and beg for his life.
But they never expected that after Reginald came out, he not only didn't blame Dustin, but also beat his nephew.
What the heck is going on?
Could it be that important people had their own quirks?
"Strange, has the Langford family gone mad?"
Sitting in the car, Belinda watched from afar, her face showing astonishment.
Everything that had happened tonight had been beyond her expectations.
"Sir Langford, even if he's your nephew, go a little easier, just beat him half to death," Dustin smiled and said.
Reginald's scalp twitched, and he worked even harder.
Hold on, Ferdinand!
Uncle is helpless, just bear with it, and it will be over soon.
As expected, under Reginald's brutal beating, Ferdinand quickly passed out.
"Clan Leader, stop, or someone might die if you keep going," someone nearby couldn't bear to watch any longer.
"Hmph! Scum like this should be properly taught a lesson!" Reginald scolded as he stopped and then waved his hand, shouting, "Someone, take this scum away and take good care of him, heal his injuries, and then administer family discipline!"
With his order, the half-dead Ferdinand was finally carried away.
Blood was spilled all the way.
"Thank you, Sir Langford," Dustin turned to Reginald and said with a faint smile.
Reginald twitched at the corner of his eye and gave an even more enthusiastic reply.
Ferdinand, you little brat!
Uncle has no choice but to do this, just endure it a little bit, and it will be over soon.
Sure enough, under Reginald's brutal beating, Ferdinand quickly passed out.
However, he secretly grumbled in his heart, What's there to talk about? What good can come out of hanging out with you?
Reginald managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "No problem, no problem, please come inside."
"Thank you."
Dustin nodded ever so slightly and then walked together with Maximus. They confidently strode into the Langford Mansion (aka Dragon Mansion).
Outside, Carlos, Roselyn, and Belinda were left utterly stunned.
Chapter 1363 The Three Reasons for Visit
Langford Mansion, in the reception hall.
"You all leave, without my orders, no one is allowed to enter."
Reginald gestured and dismissed all his subordinates and servants.
"Maximus, go rest in the side hall for a while, I have something to discuss with Mr Langford," Dustin signaled with his eyes.
"Alright."
Maximus nodded and quickly left.
As the front door closed, the entire reception hall was left with only Reginald and Dustin.
"Hey! Young Master, why have you come?"
Reginald couldn't keep up the pretense anymore and immediately let down his guard.
Dustin's identity was sensitive, representing the Prince of the West Lucozia Royal Palace (King’s Mansion).
As a minister of the court, meeting privately with the Crown Prince of the West Lucozia Royal Palace was sure to invite criticism and accusations, and even more extreme accusations of being a traitor.
"Why? Doesn't Lord Langford welcome me?" Dustin smiled with a hint of mockery.
"Why would I dare not welcome you, Young Master? You are of noble status, and your visit truly makes this humble abode shine," Reginald replied with a radiant smile, though his heart was cursing Ferdinand's ancestors up to eighteen generations.
In reality, he couldn't possibly welcome Dustin, unless he was brain-dead!
"Actually, I should have come to visit you in a few days, but you, the Langford family, have a special connection with me, so I came a few days early," Dustin said with a faint smile.
Reginald's eyes twitched, and he silently cursed Ferdinand's ancestors once again, but on the surface, he showed an honored expression. "How I can serve the Young Master, please let me know?"
"I've come to see you for three main reasons."
Dustin took a sip of tea and smiled. "The first reason is that I've just arrived in Stonia, and I'm a bit short of funds, so I hope Lord Langford can help me out a bit."
"Of course, I'll have someone prepare the funds for you right away, three hundred million enough? If not, I can get some more for you," Reginald replied in relief.
He thought it was something big, but it turned out Dustin just wanted money. He had scared him for nothing.
"Lord Langford, I have a principle, I don't like to live off someone else's wealth. Cash will eventually be spent, and giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him how to fish. What do you think?" Dustin smiled.
"Hmm?" Reginald was startled and tentatively asked, "Young Master doesn't want money, so what do you want?"
"Is The Groove Club owned by the Langford family? I've heard that it has excellent profits. How about you give The Groove Club to me?" Dustin suggested.
"The Groove Club?"
Reginald's pupils shrank, and his heart began to convulse.
This brat was simply making outrageous demands!
The Groove Club was the largest casino in the Willowbrook district, and its annual net profit started at one billion. For the Langford family, it was a golden goose.
Now this brat, who didn't want money, just happened to have his eyes on The Groove Club.
He was really unpredictable!
"The Groove Club? Lord Langford, it's just a little thing, right?" Dustin said with a smile.
"Just a little thing? Do you know how much The Groove Club is worth?!" Reginald's heart was aching, but he tried to force a smile and said, "Since Young Master likes it, there's no harm in giving The Groove Club to you."
"Lord Langford is truly generous, then I'll thank you in advance."
Dustin gave a slight bow.
"Young Master is too polite, it's only right," Reginald replied through gritted teeth.
However, in his heart, he was grumbling endlessly, How could you say it's nothing? You're really greedy!
Reginald was having a heart attack, but on the surface, he still had to put on a happy face. "Young Master, what's the second thing?"
"Lord Langford, the second thing is quite simple. I just need you to help me find two herbs," Dustin extended two fingers.
"Oh?" Reginald's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively, "Is this easy to do? Just two herbs, if Young Master says the word, even if you need two hundred herbs, it's not a problem!"
Chapter 1364 A Family Massacre
"Two hundred plants are not necessary, just two will do," Dustin smiled.
"I wonder which two herbs Young Master needs? I'll have someone look for them right away," Reginald said as he sipped his tea.
"Oh, it's very simple. I want one Ice Heart Lotus and one Golden Marrow Jade," Dustin said casually.
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, Reginald spat out the tea he had just drunk, revealing an exaggerated expression of surprise. "Young Master, didn't I hear you correctly? You just said you want Ice Heart Lotus and Golden Marrow Jade?"
"That's right," Dustin nodded.
The reason he had made this request in front of Reginald was mainly because he was concerned that the Torby family would take too long to act. Lorenzo was in critical condition and couldn't wait too long. With the assistance of the Langford family, things should progress much more quickly.
"Young Master, do you know that these two herbs are extremely rare and priceless treasures?" Reginald's voice trembled a bit.
"Herbs are herbs. But I believe, for the Langford family, it’s a piece of cake, right?" Dustin smiled.
"A piece of cake? You make it sound so easy!" Reginald nearly couldn't resist cursing inwardly.
First, he opened with a demand for the family’s money-machine (The Groove Club), and then he asked for two incredibly rare and priceless spiritual herbs. It felt as if he was trying to drain the Langford family dry.
"My young prince, while I'd love to say it's just a matter of money, the finest spiritual herbs are exceedingly hard to come by. I don't even know where to begin looking," Reginald said, wearing a troubled expression.
"Others might not be able to, but I believe in your abilities, Mr. Langford," Dustin remarked, taking another sip of tea.
Reginald furrowed his brow, hesitating to respond further.
"Lord Reginald, have you heard about the Roberts family massacre that occurred twelve years ago?" Lu Chen suddenly asked.
Reginald's eyelids twitched, and he instinctively tensed up, though he maintained a composed exterior. "I've heard a little about it. May I ask why you bring it up, young prince?"
"It's nothing, just a matter of curiosity," Dustin replied with meaning. "Dozens of Roberts family members were slaughtered overnight. The Ministry of Justice has been investigating for years, yet they've found no leads. Who do you think might be responsible?"
As he finished speaking, his gaze remained fixed on Reginald.
The intensity of his stare sent shivers down Reginald's spine, and his scalp tingled uncomfortably.
This kid, could he possibly know something?
No! That's impossible!
The Langford family had been extremely discreet in their actions back then, leaving no traces or survivors, it was impossible for the truth to leak out.
But the problem was, if Dustin didn't know anything, why would he suddenly bring it up?
Thinking of this, Reginald couldn't help but swallow hard, and cold sweat broke out.
The Roberts family's massacre case was of great significance.
Once it was exposed, it would be a fatal blow to the Langford family!
"Lord Reginald, let's get back to the main topic, is there any problem with the herbs?" Luchen smiled faintly.
The West Lucozia King's Mansion not only collected rare books from all over the world, but also possessed a lot of dirt on high-ranking officials.
The Langford family's dirty laundry was the massacre case of the Roberts family back then.
"Of course there is no problem with the herbs."
Reginald forced a smile, "It is our honor for the young master to serve."
"Thank you, Lord Reginald, for your help."
Dustin nodded slightly and continued, "Now, let's talk about the third and last thing... To be honest, I came to the capital this time to fulfill a long-cherished wish, but my abilities are limited, so I still need Lord Reginald's help."
"Please feel free to give your orders, Young Master."
Lord Reginald's heart was pounding.
"To be honest, I want your Langford family to secretly investigate the truth about my mother's death. I want to...find the real mastermind behind it!" Dustin's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp and fierce.
Chapter 1365 Favor Etched in the Heart
"What?!"
Dustin's words shocked Reginald, and his face turned a bit paler.
The turmoil of the Forbidden City (Bayhaven) ten years ago was still a taboo topic that could not be mentioned.
And the death of the Queen of West Lucozia was even more of an unsolved mystery for many years.
The term "unsolved mystery" did not mean that it was truly unsolved, but rather that no one dared to solve it.
Even the powerful King of West Lucozia, in the end, had to endure it, so who would dare to truly investigate the truth?
Back then, the court had repeatedly vowed to uncover the true murderer, but in the end, it had all come to nothing.
This alone proved that the mastermind behind the turmoil of the Forbidden City had tremendous power!
Even, it involved the supreme imperial power!
Although the Langford family was large and powerful, it was still insignificant in front of those high-ranking and powerful royal relatives.
So when Reginald heard Dustin's request, he was shocked, scared, and fearful.
The waters here were too deep, and once the Langford family got involved, it could be catastrophic at any moment!
"Lord Langford, there's no need to be too nervous, I'm not asking you to go and die, why are you so afraid?"
Dustin retracted his sharpness, smiled slightly, and returned to his usual calm demeanor.
"Y-Young... Young Master, I can promise you the first two requests, but this third matter, I really can't help with," Reginald said with a mournful face, looking very helpless.
The forbidden taboo of the past ten years would cause a massive upheaval if it were restarted.
"Lord Langford, if I remember correctly, my mother should have helped your Langford family back then, right?" Dustin suddenly asked.
"This..." Reginald was momentarily speechless.
Back then, the Langford family had nearly met a calamity because they couldn't think clearly for a moment.
Helpless, he could only turn to the King of West Lucozia, who was powerful and influential.
In the end, King of West Lucozia, who didn't like to meddle in affairs, couldn't be bothered to pay any attention.
It was Queen who ultimately persuaded King of West Lucozia and helped the Langford family escape the disaster.
This favor had always been etched in his heart.
"It seems you haven't forgotten what happened back then."
Dustin smiled faintly, "My mother was always benevolent and never asked for anything in return, but I'm different, anything that I'm owed, I will collect it. Lord Langford, your Langford family's lives were saved by my mother, shouldn't you... repay the favor?"
Reginald fell into silence upon hearing this.
Holding the tea cup in his hand, he remained speechless for a long time, his eyes filled with conflict.
Dustin poured himself another cup of tea, then immediately drank it. His tone remained calm, "Lord Langford, you don't need to misunderstand me, I'm not asking you to avenge my mother, I just hope that you can help investigate the matter from back then, that's all, is this request too much?"
Reginald's trembling hands caused the tea water in the cup to ripple and form waves.
Just like the turmoil in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, Reginald took a deep breath, and his hands slowly steadied as the tea water gradually calmed down.
"Alright, I promise you."
Without any unnecessary words, just a few simple words.
Calm and firm.
The favor of saving the lives of over a hundred people in his Langford family was something he could only repay with his meager abilities now.
"Thank you very much, Lord Langford."
Dustin stood up solemnly, bowed with both hands, and gave a deep bow.
"Young Master, you don't need to be so polite, this is something I should do."
Reginald quickly got up and helped Dustin straighten up, smiling bitterly, "This is all I can do..."
Avenging the queen, he didn't dare and didn't have the ability.
All he could do now was help Logan in secret and repay the favor to the queen's spirit.
"That's enough."
Dustin smiled faintly, "At least it proves that my mother didn't save the wrong person back then."
"Shameful..."
Reginald shook his head.
"Lord Langford, it's getting late, I won't disturb you anymore, if there is any news, please contact me at any time."
After exchanging contact information, Dustin took his leave decisively.
To establish himself in Stonia and investigate the truth, the assistance of these powerful families was indispensable.
Otherwise, with his own strength alone, it would be impossible to avenge his mother.
Chapter 1366 Knock! Knock!
Outside the Langford Mansion's main gate, two cars were parked, one behind the other.
Belinda leaned wearily against the back seat, holding a woman's cigarette in her hand, but she didn't light it, letting the breeze gradually extinguish it.
It had been nearly two hours since Dustin had gone in, and there was still no movement.
Could something have happened?
Although Reginald's behavior earlier had been somewhat unexpected, it couldn't be ruled out that he was doing it for show.
Once inside the Langford Mansion and without any spies, they could easily kill and silence.
Thinking of this, Belinda couldn't help but feel a bit worried.
She didn't even understand why she was so concerned about someone she had just met.
Was it just because the other person was good-looking? Or because of his unique personality?
"Squeak!"
At this moment, the vehicle in front suddenly reversed and parked side by side with Belinda's car.
The car window lowered, and the faces of Carlos and Roselyn quickly appeared.
"Miss Remington, you're still waiting here? I suggest you go back and rest early."
Carlos said with a teasing smile, "Dustin is audacious and reckless, invading the dragon's den, I estimate that he has already been dismembered and there's not even a corpse to be found."
"Hmph! You said the same thing before, and what happened? He still walked out of the The Groove Club perfectly fine." Belinda retorted.
"How is The Groove Club be compared to the Langford Mansion?"
Carlos sneered, "Inside the Langford Mansion, there are experts aplenty, Dustin is just walking a path to his own death, and you, the little white-faced man you like, will never come out in this lifetime!"
"Is that so?" Belinda's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but she didn't say much.
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked up to Carlos's car and lightly tapped on the car window.
"Knock, knock!"
The sudden movement startled both Roselyn and Carlos.
They instinctively turned their heads to look, only to be stunned.
Because at some point, Dustin had already stepped outside the car, and he was smiling.
His pristine white teeth, under the moonlight's illumination, looked a bit eerie.
"You, you, you... you didn't die?" Roselyn stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous.
Next to him, Carlos also had a face of disbelief.
What's going on?
Dustin caused a ruckus at The Groove Club and beat up Ferdinand, how could the Langford family easily let him go?
"How... how did you manage to leave the Langford Mansion unharmed?" Carlos asked cautiously.
"What can they do to me? It was Ferdinand who was arrogant and overbearing, abusing his power, and I just went to demand justice. Fortunately, Lord Langford is reasonable and knows the truth, so he gave Ferdinand a good lesson." Dustin replied casually.
"Then what happened next?" Carlos and Roselyn asked in unison.
"And then?"
Dustin shrugged.
"Then Lord Langford invited us to have tea, apologized to us, and compensated us for some mental distress, and then had someone send us out." Dustin said with indifference.
"Is it that simple?" The two of them looked at each other, their faces showing incredulity.
When did Lord Langford become so kind-hearted?
When one of his own was beaten, he not only didn't seek revenge, but also treated him with courtesy and violence.
Could it be that his brain was damaged?
Chapter 1367 Bottle of Poison
Roselyn and Carlos stared blankly at each other, completely unable to understand Reginald's behavior.
Was it foolish to repay hatred with kindness, or was it generous?
A prominent family like the Langfords was willing to lose face?
"I've settled my grievances with the Langfords, now, let's talk about our matters." Dustin smiled and spoke.
But in the eyes of Roselyn and Carlos, this smile seemed somewhat malicious.
"Dustin, this matter has nothing to do with me, I'm also a victim, you see, I've been waiting outside the door all along, just worried that something might happen to you." Carlos squeezed out a smile.
Damn, this guy in front of me is clearly a madman, daring to fight even Ferdinand, if he angers the other party, he'll inevitably be severely beaten.
"I'll talk to you about our matter later, I have something to discuss with her."
Dustin pointed at Roselyn through the car window.
"I have nothing to talk to you about! Senior Brother! Drive quickly!"
Roselyn suddenly felt uneasy and gestured for Carlos to drive away.
"Wanna leave?"
Maximus snorted coldly, suddenly punched the window to pieces, then grabbed the steering wheel and yanked it violently.
"Clang!"
The entire steering wheel was torn off by Maximus, thrown over a hundred meters away, and landed inside the high wall of the Langford Mansion.
"..."
Carlos was dumbfounded, looking at the steering wheel-less steering column, on the verge of tears.
My new luxury car!
Roselyn was also stunned, her eye twitching a bit, at a loss.
Even the steering wheel can be pulled off, is this still a human being?
"Roselyn, I generally don't hit women, but your behavior tonight is really annoying."
"You called me out with a phone call, but then conspired with Carlos to set up a trap, if it weren't for my good luck, I should have been dead by now, right?"
Although Dustin was smiling, his eyes were cold, cold enough to send chills down one's spine.
"What... what are you talking about? I clearly didn't do anything, it's all your own fault!" Roselyn defiantly retorted.
"My own fault?"
Dustin sneered, "As expected, someone like you has no reason to speak of, of course, I don't want to waste my breath with you, I just want to know one thing now, what is the secret of Uncle Lorenzo? As long as you honestly confess, I can treat it as if nothing has happened."
"Why should I tell you?" Roselyn turned her head deliberately.
"If you don't say it, I'll make you disappear from the world." Dustin smiled.
"You... how dare you!" Roselyn's eyelids twitched, and she threatened, "I warn you, I'm not easy to mess with, if you dare to lay a finger on me, I promise you'll regret it!"
"Maximus, show her some color."
Dustin snapped his fingers and took two steps back.
"Alright!"
Maximus grinned and suddenly reached in, grabbing Roselyn's hair and forcibly pulling her out.
"Ah! Let go! Let go!"
Roselyn struggled while screaming, but Maximus held her tightly, rendering her unable to move.
"I have a bottle of poison here that can make the skin rot, muscles necrotize, and can never be restored."
Dustin took out a green bottle and waved it in front of Roselyn, smiling, "Just imagine, what would happen if this stuff were to spill on your face?"
"Dustin... Dustin, you're going too far! I'm the granddaughter of Divine Doctor ELijah!"
Roselyn panicked, attempting to threaten him, and immediately sought help from Carlos, "Senior Brother! Save me - quick!"
"Dustin..."
Carlos opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was glared at by Dustin and couldn't speak.
It was too cruel.
Chapter 1368 Provoking the Unprovokable
"I'll give you ten seconds to think it over, if you're not willing to talk, I'll use this bottle of poison to wash your face." Dustin smiled, unfazed.
As he spoke, he pulled out the bottle stopper and placed the medicine bottle above Roselyn's head.
"No... please don't!"
Roselyn's legs turned soft from fear, tears streaming down her face, panicking as she said, "Don't destroy my face! I'll talk, I'll talk, just take this thing away!"
"So you'll cooperate?"
Dustin slowly retracted the medicine bottle.
People like this woman were truly heartless.
Roselyn panted heavily, taking a while to regain her composure, her voice weak as she said, "About Lorenzo's secret, we have to start from a few years ago...
That day, an unfamiliar guest suddenly came to our house and had a secret conversation with my grandfather, and I overheard a little through the door.
It turned out that this guest was the one who saved Lorenzo ten years ago."
"Wait a minute! Wasn't it your grandfather who saved Uncle Lorenzo?" Dustin suddenly interrupted.
"More accurately, it was this person who brought the heavily injured Lorenzo to Healwell Clinic, where my grandfather treated him, and every so often, this person would secretly visit to ask about Lorenzo's condition." Roselyn explained.
"Who is this person?" Dustin's expression turned grave.
He had always thought that it was Elijah who had saved the person, but as it turned out, there was more to the story.
"I don't know."
Roselyn shook her head, "I've never seen this person's face, every time he came, my grandfather would make me stay away, I was just curious that day, so I eavesdropped."
"What did you eavesdrop on?" Dustin asked again.
"I heard this person tell my grandfather that Lorenzo's life must be preserved at all costs, and his identity must never be exposed; also, if someone comes looking for him, he must be notified immediately to prevent accidents." Roselyn replied.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Dustin couldn't help but frown.
Obviously, Elijah was hiding something from him.
Or perhaps, he hadn't completely trusted him yet.
The biggest question now was the identity of this mysterious person?
He had saved Lorenzo, brought him to Elijah for treatment, and had been so careful, he must have known something.
Dustin had a premonition that if he could find this mysterious person, the truth about what happened ten years ago would come to light.
"Is there any other information?" Dustin asked again.
"Oh right! I remember my grandfather called this person... Mr Blair!" Roselyn suddenly remembered.
"Mr Blair?" Dustin pondered.
In his memory, there was no prominent Ji family or high-ranking Ji official in Stonia.
So who was this Mr Blair?
"I... I only know this much, there's nothing else." Roselyn said nervously.
Dustin stared at Roselyn for a few seconds, making sure she hadn't lied, before nodding, "Alright, in consideration of the information you've provided, I won't hold today's events against you, but in the future, you two had better behave yourselves, if you dare to cause trouble secretly again, don't blame me for not being nice."
Roselyn nodded repeatedly, a trace of resentment flashing in her eyes.
"Miss Remington..."
After settling the score, Dustin walked to the side of Belinda's car and smiled, "I want to thank you for helping us out today, but I'll have to trouble you to give us a ride, it's getting late and it's not convenient to take a taxi."
"It's my honor."
Belinda smiled seductively and patted the seat next to her, excitedly saying, "Come in, handsome, come into big sister's arms."
"Also, you looked so fierce when you disciplined that scumbag, I liked it so much."
"Should we go sleep at big sister's place tonight? Big sister's bed is big and soft, and I guarantee you'll have a good time."
"..."
Dustin.
Why does it feel like he's walking into the lion's den?
Chapter 1369 Bewitched
Early the next morning, inside a Cedar Serenity Villa.
As the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon, Dustin, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
With the Sky Spirit Orb, his martial cultivation had been advancing by leaps and bounds.
He didn't need to practice diligently; the Sky Spirit Orb automatically absorbed the spiritual energy of the world and converted it for his use.
This meant that Dustin was essentially cultivating at every moment.
Moreover, the higher one's talent, the more powerful the Sky Spirit Orb's effects would be.
In less than a month, Dustin had already reached the threshold of a Grandmaster.
If he wished, he could break through at any time.
However, in order to have a more stable foundation, Dustin had chosen to suppress his cultivation for the time being.
There was still half a year left until his one-year appointment with the eunuch, which was enough time for him to accumulate more strength.
"Di-di-di..."
At this moment, Dustin's phone suddenly rang.
He reached under the pillow to retrieve his phone and saw that it was a call from Elijah; he quickly answered it.
"Hello, Dustin, I'm in a bit of trouble here, and I'm afraid I'll need your help."
"Trouble? Is it Uncle Lorenzo who's in trouble?" Dustin became instantly concerned.
"No... it's not Uncle Lorenzo, it's Old Lord Torby." Elijah hurriedly explained, "Yesterday, Old Lord Torby suddenly fell seriously ill. The Torby family has summoned all the famous doctors in the Willowbrook, and I'm no exception. However, after a day and night of treatment, all the famous doctors have been at a loss."
"What kind of strange illness is it that even you, Doctor Elijah, can't cure?" Dustin was curious.
Given that Elijah had kept Lorenzo alive for ten years, it was evident that his medical skills were superb.
Even if it was some kind of difficult and complicated disease, there shouldn't have been any issues.
"The strange thing is that I don't think Old Lord Torby is sick, I think he's been bewitched!" Elijah lowered his voice intentionally.
"Bewitched? Are you sure?" Dustin raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not sure, it's just a guess. I know you're proficient in mysticism, and you should be an expert in this area, so I wanted to ask you to come and take a look. You mentioned before that you needed Torby family's Dragon Blood Ginseng, right? If you can cure Old Lord Torby's illness, I believe acquiring a single medicinal herb should be no problem." Elijah said.
"Alright, I'll be right there."
Dustin didn't say much, he just agreed and hung up the phone.
Although he already had the Dragon Blood Ginseng, he still needed the Ice Heart Lotus and Golden Marrow Jade. So, he couldn't let Old Lord Torby die. On one hand, it was for the sake of the medicinal herbs, and on the other hand, it was also for future considerations. If he could bring the Torby family into his camp, they might be able to help him in the future.
...
Inside the Torby family's mansion at this moment.
An elderly man with a pale, emaciated complexion was lying unconscious on a bed.
The old man had blood at the corners of his mouth, and his hands, feet, and body were all tied up with ropes, securing him firmly to the bed.
Several doctors were standing by the door, trembling with fear, and none of them dared to approach.
It was known that just before the old man on the sickbed fell unconscious, he suddenly burst with astonishing strength.
Not only did he injure two bodyguards, but he also bit off one of the doctor's ears and swallowed it.
His terrifying appearance, like a demon, sent shivers down the spines of everyone who saw it, leaving a psychological scar.
After hesitating for a moment, Elijah finally braved up and approached the sickbed, carefully checking the situation.
After confirming that the old man was stable, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly exited the room.
"Doctor Elijah, how is my father? Is he okay?" A group of Torby family members were standing outside the room.
Leading them was Winston Torby, the eldest son of the Torby family.
Following him were his wife, Sophia Torby, his daughter, Isabela, and some other Torby family relatives.
Chapter 1370 Black-clad Man
"The old master's vital signs are temporarily stable, but this strange illness is difficult to pinpoint the source. I'm afraid I'm powerless to help," Elijah said regretfully.
"Doctor Elijah, you and the other best doctors in the Willowbrook can't find a way to treat my father? No matter how much it costs or what it takes, our Torby family will spare no effort to satisfy your requests!" Winston pleaded.
"Lord Winston, forgive me for being blunt, but the symptoms displayed by your father do not seem like an illness to me; they appear more like being bewitched," Elijah said solemnly.
"Bewitched?"
The moment these words were spoken, everyone was taken aback. Hearing such things from a doctor sounded absurd.
"Dr Grantwood, could you please explain what you mean more clearly? What exactly is happening?" Winston asked tentatively.
"When I mentioned 'bewitched,' I was referring to witchcraft, curses, or voodoo of some sort. I don't know much about these things, I've only read about them in books, so I can only make a guess," Elijah explained.
"Witchcraft, curses, and voodoo?" Winston furrowed his brow. If it were someone else saying these things, he wouldn't have believed it, but Elijah had a great reputation and wouldn't make baseless claims. Besides, he had heard of such things before.
"Dr Grantwood, you're highly knowledgeable in the field of medicine, but I assume you might know someone who specializes in these occult matters, right? They might be able to help," Isabela suddenly asked, her eyes were red, and there were traces of tears at the corners of her eyes.
"I do know someone who has some expertise in this area. He might be able to help," Elijah said suddenly.
"Oh? Who is it?" Winston immediately became interested.
"It's..."
"Of course, it's me!"
Before Elijah could respond, a loud and clear voice suddenly rang out.
Turning their heads in response, the Torby family members saw a handsome man, Dominic, walking confidently towards them with an elderly man in black attire.
"Respectful greetings to Uncle Winston, Aunt Sophia..."
Dominic approached and respectfully bowed to the Torby family elders one by one, showing great manners.
"Dominic! What are you here for? We don't welcome you in our Torby family!" Isabela's face stiffened, showing her displeasure.
"I heard that the old master had fallen seriously ill, so I specially found an expert in this field to come and treat him," Dominic said without losing his composure.
"Humph! Who asked for your help? You're being presumptuous!" Isabela deliberately turned her head away.
"Isabela, don't be rude," Winston scolded her, then turned to Dominic, looking pleased, and said, "Dominic, you're willing to help, but my father's illness isn't something that ordinary doctors can cure."
"Uncle Winston, I've invited someone who isn't an ordinary doctor but rather an extraordinary individual," Dominic said with a smile as he gestured to the elderly man next to him. "Let me introduce you to him. This is Master Heinrich, renowned in the martial world, skilled in all kinds of mystical arts. No matter what strange and complicated illness there is, he can easily solve it."
"Oh? Is that so?" Winston's spirits were lifted.
"If Uncle Winston doesn't believe it, we can have Master Heinrich demonstrate his abilities first," Dominic said, giving a meaningful glance.
The elderly man in black immediately understood and took out a paper crane from his pocket, displaying it in front of everyone.
Then, the elderly man in black silently chanted a spell and lightly pointed at the paper crane, saying, "Rise!"
As soon as the word "rise" left his mouth, a miraculous scene occurred.
The paper crane in the black-clad man's hand seemed to come to life. Its wings fluttered, and it flew directly into the air.
Then, like a spirit bird, it circled around the heads of everyone present, performing graceful and mesmerizing aerobatics for three rounds.
Finally, with a flutter of its wings, it landed steadily in the black-clad man's palm.
This display left everyone present in awe.
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