About to enter the Netherworld, Knight Gray seemed to actually obtain the blessing of the Gods, letting Fang Yuan find the antidote successfully from Jamal's corpse.
Only, as he was applying treatment, his face had already turned black and his entire body had a slight fever.
"Damn Jamal!"
Gray's spirit was still relatively decent. Perhaps it was due to a warrior's physique, the antidote worked quickly. Within a short while, he was energetically cursing and scolding. "If he was still alive, I'd explode his brain! I swear!"
"Mmmm."
Fang Yuan happily drank his meat soup.
Although Howl Manor had lost the villa and many interior documents, the warehouses were still intact and the goods they contained were plentiful.
These were all his treasures.
"This isn't good!!!!"
