On the way, Xyla Quest saw many familiar faces. However, she didn't see the scarred bald man that had troubled her and Stanley Batton the most the other day. That man left a deep impression on Xyla.

That was because she and Stanley had nearly lost their lives to him.

Yaksha led them respectfully into the living room.

A pot of tea had been brewed and left on a burgundy, rosewood, national-style coffee table.

The teapot was transparent, and there was seemingly bitter, light green tea in it.

After walking up to the coffee table, the three of them sat down.

This time, Yaksha sat on his own on the single sofa.

sat next to each other on the long

as Yaksha sat down, he picked up the teapot and poured

filled their nostrils. It had a

your body..." Yaksha slowly picked up the cup of bitter tea in front of him

a sip was taken. Although Xyla didn't like it, she

behaved in the same

I see the scarred

this person was mentioned, a sadness filled

the matter? Miracle Doctor?" Xyla instantly asked when

sigh. "To be honest, I'm rather fond of

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could sense that sadness

don't be sad. Perhaps, he might think things through and return one

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