Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

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.

Instead, with a grave expression on

slowly opened the lid. After that, he carefully held the bottle close

soon as he smelled it, his face turned even graver, and

knew that this thing

Potion. I didn't think I'd still be able to see it in this lifetime. This thing originated from Memphis' King of Poison, Sorax. It's an ultimate technique that's unique to him, and he never

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

simultaneously when they heard

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likely that Emily and May were controlled by this 'master' who used the

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 me ever since I was a

then? Could it be that someone wanted to

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