Xyla Quest subconsciously glanced at the surveillance screen first.

Indeed, it was Ron Batton who stood outside the door. He was wearing a set of white martial arts outfits with a walking stick in his hand. The handle part of the walking stick was made of a huge, white jade ball. It seemed low-profile but yet had a tinge of luxury to it.

Xyla quickly opened the door and passed Ron a pair of slippers. "Grandpa, these slippers are for you."

"Thank you, Xyla..." Ron said gently before looking affectionately at Xyla and changing into the slippers.

Once he was done, he casually closed the door behind him and resumed a somber expression on his face. "Where's that Soul Devouring Potion you spoke of?"

"Here..." Xyla naturally held Ron's arm and led him over to a seat in front of the living room's coffee table.

As soon as they sat down, Xyla eagerly handed over the bottle she had checked out earlier to Ron.

a grave expression on his face, he looked at

he carefully held the bottle close to the tip of his nose and sniffed at it

he smelled it, his face turned even

she knew that

It's an ultimate technique that's unique to him, and he never shared it with anyone else. Ten years ago, when Sorax died, this has supposedly disappeared from the world along with him,"

Ron slowly closed the lid and put the bottle back on the

simultaneously

actually the Soul Devouring Potion. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

that Emily and May were controlled by this 'master' who used the Soul Devouring Potion

those crazy things they did and their insane feelings of hatred

that I think about it carefully, the two of them have started going against me and harming

be that someone wanted to kill me even when I was a

that was the case, I couldn't have possibly lived until now,

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