Chapter 260

In the Ashcroft Family estate, Miranda carefully sterilized the silver needles she'd just used, watching the grime that had dulled them vanish, leaving behind a

bright, silver gleam. Meanwhile, the visible vapors of impurities were still drifting away from Mr. Ashcroft's back.

With each release of these impurities, Mr. Ashcroft's complexion noticeably improved. His cheeks flushed with color, no longer appearing like someone whose spirit was willing, but the flesh was not.

Now, he looked lively and vigorous, a picture of strength and vitality. The aura of an old general's steadfastness became even more pronounced.

Elian lounged lazily against the back of the couch where Miranda was seated, his head tilted as he watched her every move. "So, I notice normally you've kept some needles hidden, where do you stash them, Miranda?" he finally asked, curiosity having gnawed at him for a while.

He knew Miranda always carried a bunch of silver needles, either to protect herself or to heal others. And she often left them behind, not bothering to retrieve them. He'd held back his curiosity for long enough but couldn't resist asking any longer.

Elian had seen almost every top-ranked assassination tool in the world and had crossed paths with many. He'd researched them and seen a deadly weapon resembling needles before, but none that seemed as innocuous as Miranda's.

Those he knew as weapons were built for strength and lethality. But Miranda's seemed delicate, not capable of tampering with any poison, like they wouldn't do more than a tickle from an ant. Yet, he knew very well that in Miranda's hands, these needles could be lethal.

Ashcroft shared his curiosity. He'd seen his fair share of strange and wondrous things -enough to consider himself worldly - but he'd never seen someone like this girl use

magical power existed out there.

set I use for treatments isn't the same as the ones I carry

she'd used on Mr. Ashcroft, she explained, "The ones I carry are mass-produced. They can be used for healing,

difference in these needles?" Mr. Ashcroft had assumed all acupuncture

Higher quality gems have a greater impact on the

treat Mr. Ashcroft, she had refined her needles specifically for this purpose. The original silver needles produced by her godmother's people

nodded, impressed. "I've learned something

gaze was fixed on

gazed at Mr. Ashcroft, "It must be

slim needle. Miranda could easily conceal hundreds of them. The trick wasn't hiding

simple flick, a needle or

her by her godmother's men before she'd left

didn't share details about the ring - it was

use of "you guys" caught his attention, making him glance

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