Sir Ares, Goodnight

Baby Zetty knew that unique metamorphic materials were used to surround the outside of the secret pocket room. It would change a person's principle of pupil refraction accordingly, making it look like the walls of the room were one with the stone wall at a glance.

"No one else is here, Master."

After searching for a long time, everyone ultimately returned without a captive in hand.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and questioned, "Why isn't there an apprentice? Boye, are you truly not planning to cultivate a successor?"

Boye scoffed angrily. "Hmph! I've been homeless and miserable my whole life. When would I have the chance to choose the right successor and where would I find the time to train an excellent one? Instead of finding an apprentice who'll be nothing but a disappointment and a waste of my time, it's better for me to enjoy my remaining happy and leisure days."

The old man was in slight disbelief when he said," That's too bad. The Boyes'bloodline is fully deserving of their modern witch doctor title. Your clan's art of healing is nothing short of superb, but it's truly a pity that it'll all end with you."

However, the white-haired old man's sorrow quickly shifted to joy. "But once the Boyes are fully extinct, we'll still be here. Rest assured, our clan will replace the Boyes' bloodline and carry on the Boyes' art of healing. It's just that it'll become our own clan's unique secret collection of books instead. Ahahaha!"

"Bandits!" Boye roared out.

sneer, "Dream on. No one's allowed to

white-haired old man looked at Grandpa coldly. When he saw a dazzling smile gradually emerging from Grandpa's eyes, the

his subordinates immediately

one who picked me off the streets. She fed me, gave me clothing, and diligently guided me. Mister said that she doesn't need any repayment in this lifetime but only hopes that I'll protect her daughter. I've protected you my whole life, Boye, and I've kept my promise to

a choked up manner,

were married to other men were the most miserable days of my life." Boye burst into tears,

out

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isn't the place or time for the two of you to be lovey-dovey," the white-haired old man yelled angrily, "Tell

as he said this, there was a loud bang

and her appearance rapidly aged in an instant. Her hair became thoroughly white while her

what was going on. Great-grandma had