A formidable gust of wind surged forth from Nana’s clenched fist, creating a hurricane brimming with immense power. This whirlwind moved with such incredible speed that it caught Zeba, who was already at a precarious forty-five-degree angle, suspended in mid-air!

As Zeba teetered on the edge of falling, she had already resigned herself to her fate. She knew that if she tumbled forward, her face would be irreparably maimed. Yet, in her current state of complete physical debilitation, she was powerless to stop the impending descent.

However, she never expected that Alder, who stood a few feet away, would unleash a forceful gust of wind! To her astonishment, this powerful gust not only caused no harm to her, but also acted as a protective barrier, firmly supporting her body, preventing it from hurtling downward!

Just as she marveled at this phenomenon and remained suspended at a forty-five-degree angle, she caught a glimpse of Nana striding towards her out of the corner of her eye.

At the moment when the wind began to weaken and she was about to resume her forward plunge, Nana had already reached her side.

Without delay, Nana stabilized Zeba’s body with his right hand, exerting a gentle force that straightened her posture.

Relieved, Zeba was about to express her gratitude when, unexpectedly, Nana’s left hand swiftly approached her face!

Zeba, witnessing Nana’s rapid left-hand movement, presumed he intended to slap her. A barrage of question marks flooded her mind, accompanied by a surge of indignation. Having lived for over a hundred years, she had never endured a slap to the face.

However, she understood that as Nana’s captive, she had no choice but to endure any humiliation and torment that came her way.

Just as she felt the height of humiliation, Nana’s left hand didn’t strike her face but instead delivered a black pill into her mouth.

similar to what the Lord might do. Before she could even finish chastising Nana in her thoughts, she felt the pill he had given her transform instantly into a

sensation similar to a person freezing in the snow suddenly plunging into a hot spring, enveloped by its soothing

the substance Nana had fed her was not poison, but an incredibly precious elixir! Despite her initial inability to stand, she now felt that her fractured bones had mended, enabling her to

and with teary eyes, uttered, “Thank you, Mr. Wade,

express your gratitude, save it for

hesitation, Zeba replied, “Rest assured, Mr. Wade. I will divulge everything

further words and turned

figure standing before her. As she observed the person’s

at Zeba, mischief twinkling in her eyes and remarked with a smile, “So, you’re Zeba? I’ve heard

help but inquire, “Miss Clark,

nodded, maintaining her composure. She smiled and replied, “Indeed, as one of the Four Marshals of the Warriors Den, you must have

name eighty years ago. It is an honor

that Nana aimed to win Zeba over to their side. She smiled at Zeba, cleverly stating, “Zeba, it is not an honor for you to meet me. Instead, it is an honor for you to encounter Young Master Wade. If it weren’t for Young Master Wade, even if you

Maria continued, “Without Young Master Wade, your cultivation would be lost and worthless in Morgana’s eyes. Being severely injured would only burden her, as you still hold many of her secrets. She won’t attempt to save you but rather choose

to return to Morgana’s control and manipulation, she never anticipated that even if she wished to do so,

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