Once the Spirit Cultivators Association was mentioned by the old stall owner, the Incubus boy remembered the incident of his sister being taken away, and anger flared within him.
the Incubus Boy no longer wasted words with them, and delivering a punch directly to Lyasandre’s abdomen.
Lyasandre was in excruciating pain that make him vomiting blood and feeling intense abdominal cramps. His vision in front of him started to blur, and he felt that his spiritual energy was draining away.
Is this the end for him? Lyasandre wondered hazily.
The old stall owner’s face changed color. He took a deep breath and said, "Whether you believe it or not, we genuinely don’t know where Ms. Vanquez lives!"
"Then dial her contact number and call her! Otherwise, he’ll become the first corpse!" the Incubus Boy’s eyes turned red, and covered with thick veins with blood.
She had been searched for Amalia for two days, feeling like she had vanished completely, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
"We don’t have her con... fine, I’ll dial her." The old stall owner, midway through his sentence, noticed the Incubus Boy’s intent to harm Lyasandre and immediately changed his words.
However, they genuinely didn’t have Amalia’s contact.
No, it should be said that he and the chubby stall owner didn’t have it.
The old stall owner’s gaze fell on Lyasandre, whose face had turned purple. Only Lyasandre had Amalia’s contact. He sighed inwardly. If Lyasandre was genuinely afraid, he would have spoken up by now. His silence indicated he didn’t want Amalia to come.
"Lyasandre..." the chubby stall owner spoke up.
Lyasandre’s eyes had rolled back; it was uncertain if he heard the words.
The old stall owner, unable to watch Lyasandre lose his life, put away the communicator and said, "the Incubus Boy, neither I nor Chubby have Ms. Vanquez’s contact. Only Lyasandre has it. If you don’t release him, and he dies, no one will know."
the Incubus Boy narrowed his eyes, and thinking for a moment about the truth of their words. They dared not lie, so he loosened his grip.
Lyasandre fell to the ground, coughing up more blood, and his insides barely stabilizing.
"Quickly dial her contact!" the Incubus Boy’s voice was like a bell, anx his face full of malice as he stared at Lyasandre.
Lyasandre spat out black blood, his eyes fierce, his eyes glaring fiercely at the Incubus Boy like a wolf. And saying: "I’ll never betray my friend!"
"Seeking death!" Enraged, the Incubus Boy raised his hand high, and about to strike his temple.
If that palm struck him, Lyasandre would not only face death but also the possibility of becoming disabled.
However, he didn’t get the chance to struck down his palm. When a cold light suddenly shot out, and heading straight toward the Incubus Boy.
the Incubus Boy didn’t dare confront it head-on, so he evading the attack. But as he dodged the attack, his sharp gaze found the person who attacked him - That’s Amalia.
"Finally, you show up!"
the Incubus Boy almost bit through his gums, his gaze was bloodthirsty, and fixed on the suddenly appearing Amalia.
Amalia immediately stepped back.
"Don’t try to escape!" the Incubus Boy immediately pursued, his whole attention was completely focused on Amalia, to the extent that he didn’t notice Kenny Lin that had already circled around behind him.
Some people entirely lacked the demeanor of a master at all, and resorting to use sneak attacks.
When the Incubus Boy realized the world spinning around him, he saw Kenny Lin standing on his head. When did this person appear behind him? And why was he standing upside down?
Only when he saw his headless body did he realize that the upside-down person was himself.
Thus ended the uproar caused by the nefarious Accacia Duo, the Succubus girl and the Incubus boy, who just entered the scene dramatically but ended lightly.
"Are you okay?" Amalia helped Lyasandre up.
Lyasandre was in a daze.
"I broke my principles for you. And you don’t even care about me at all?" Kenny Lin complained.
Amalia glanced at him, ’Broke your principles’?
He was the one who proposed the plan. He was also the one who was surprised, and yet he still had the audacity to say that.
This person had, once again, challenged her understanding of him.
Lyasandre waved his hand, trying to signal he was fine, but ended up coughing blood again.
"This injury seems quite serious," Amalia frowned, and realizing the Incubus Boy hadn’t held back his strength at all.
"Yeah, what do we do now? If he keeps spitting blood, he won’t make it," Kenny Lin chuckled, and speaking indifferently.
"Lyasandre’s injury can only be treated by a Wood attribute spirit cultivator," the chubby stall owner walked over, and expressing his concern.
"Where can we find a Wood attribute spirit cultivator?" Amalia inquired further.
"I know one, but the price might be expensive. At least this much," the chubby stall owner gestured, knowing Lyasandre’s reluctance to spend money.
Before Lyasandre could speak, Amalia assertively interjected, "Money isn’t an issue."
Relieved, the chubby stall owner made a call and then personally escorted them to the healer.
Surprisingly close by, and they arrived at their destination in just ten minutes.
He was around forty years old, although he was not exceptionally skilled, but many people, particularly high-ranking officials still visited this Wood attribute spirit cultivator.
As the chubby stall owner mentioned, the price was not only high, but it couldn’t even entirely heal Lyasandre’s injuries.
However. Amalia expressionlessly still paid the fee.
Lyasandre winced; he’d rather spend this money on materials than on this.
"I’ll repay you for the money when I can," Lyasandre approached Amalia, and said that with his complex expression.
"No need. He’s after me; you’re just caught up in it," Amalia promptly declined.
"But that’s different. I don’t want to..." Lyasandre’s voice rose, but Amalia interrupted him before he finished speaking.
"Do you know the bounty on the Incubus Boy?"
Lyasandre twitched, "Of course, you don’t need to mentioned that."
After that, he turned around and left.
"Lysandre." Amalia called him again.
"What?" Lysandre turned around.
"Come to me tomorrow. I have something for you. I’ll send the address to your communicator."
Lyasandre returned back with the chubby stall owner, looking perplexed.
Kenny Lin watched this scene with interest. As Amalia turned to leave, he suddenly spoke, "Ever thought that healing abilities can make a lot of money?"
Ignoring him, Amalia walked away.
Behind her, Kenny Lin’s light laughter echoed.
Amalia didn’t turn back, so she didn’t see that someone in another direction, staring in shock at her departing figure.