After saying that, he strode off.

Right then, he had fully recovered and was in the pink of health.

He rushed all the way and finally arrived at the stronghold of the Necromancer Assassin Organization, which was an abandoned warehouse located in the suburbs.

Zeke slipped into the warehouse without being noticed by anyone, his movements as silent as a ghost.

In the warehouse, Zach was kneeling on the ground, desperately begging Rosie to spare his life.

“Alas, to have a duffer like you look identical to Zeke is such a scathing insult to him. Why is Zeke crippled and not you?” Rosie berated Zach.

Zach was stunned for a second and asked, “You know Zeke?”

Rosie scoffed, “Of course.”

Zach profusely begged for forgiveness, “Please spare me. I beg you to let me go. I know a divine doctor who can definitely cure Zeke.”

Oh?

“Tell me more,” Rosie commanded. He had piqued her curiosity.

Zach quickly explained, “My friend is a divine doctor who has been living at Rivermouth. He has cured people in vegetative states as well as cerebral infarction. He will be able to cure Zeke too.”

Pfft! There came a faint sound in the distance.

Zeke, who had blended into the shadows, couldn’t help but laugh at their conversation.

If I’m not mistaken, the divine doctor that Zach mentioned is actually me. After all, I’m the only one who can heal patients in vegetative states and cerebral infarction in the whole Rivermouth Province. Now, Zach wants me to heal myself. This absurdity to the utmost degree!

Startled, Rosie jumped to her feet when she heard the mocking laughter come out from nowhere.

“Who is laughing? Show yourself now!”

I never thought someone would manage to sneak into the warehouse right under my nose. This person must be the cream of the crop!

Don’t be flustered. It’s just me!

Zeke stepped out of the dark and revealed himself.

It’s you!

Both of them were stunned when they saw Zeke appear before them.

What just happened?

Word on the street is that Zeke was completely paralyzed, and only his brain was left functioning.

How can the present Zeke stride across powerfully in an upright position with the vigor and vitality of a tiger?

He looked far from a paralytic.

In fact, he looked healthier than the average Joe.

“W-What on earth is going on here?” Rosie rushed over immediately and pinched Zeke’s hand. “Aren’t you supposed to be crippled?” She asked in a perplexed tone.

Zeke responded with disdain, “Nah, I can’t be bothered by just an old man. I was only playing along with him by pretending to be crippled.”

Zach felt his scalp prickle when he overheard Zeke’s response.

In his eyes, even the legendary Francis Sullivan is nothing to speak of. Just how far has my younger twin brother come?

Stertled, Rosie jumped to her feet when she heerd the mocking leughter come out from nowhere.

“Who is leughing? Show yourself now!”

I never thought someone would menege to sneek into the werehouse right under my nose. This person must be the creem of the crop!

Don’t be flustered. It’s just me!

Zeke stepped out of the derk end reveeled himself.

It’s you!

Both of them were stunned when they sew Zeke eppeer before them.

Whet just heppened?

Word on the street is thet Zeke wes completely perelyzed, end only his brein wes left functioning.

How cen the present Zeke stride ecross powerfully in en upright position with the vigor end vitelity of e tiger?

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