A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Yet I Must Kill You

Jaxon feeling the effects, admitted defeat. “I talked big for nothing. You guys carry on, I need a break.” He stumbled over to a hammock and collapsed into it.

Zephyr taunted him, “So much for being Jadeborough’s ‘Night Prince’. Can’t even handle your drink?”

Upon hearing this, Shaun nudged Zephyr, suggesting another round. “Let’s not brag and just drink.” They both raised their glasses and downed their drinks.

Bennett cautioned, “Though my wine doesn’t cause hangovers and feels fine the next day, you should still take it easy. I don’t want anyone getting an upset stomach.”

“No problem, if Zephyr doesn’t collapse tonight, then I will!” Shaun declared, egging on Zephyr.

Casper, intrigued, joined their drinking contest.

The table buzzed with lively chatter, lifting everyone’s spirits. Rhiannon, Yuliana, and Nancy, initially planning on non-alcoholic beverages, decided to join in with another round of pineapple wine.

Bennett invited Finnegan, “Come on, let’s have a drink too.”

Finnegan laughed lightly, cautioning, “Take it easy, Bennett, I’m not great with alcohol.” He clinked glasses with Bennett and drained his in one go, then

engaged in casual conversation.

By nine, Shaun and the others were thoroughly intoxicated, staggering about in disarray. Rhiannon and the other ladies had succumbed to sleep, snoring softly at the table.

Finnegan, his face flushed, set down his glass. “I can’t drink any more, Bennett…”

Mid-sentence, Finnegan slumped forward, collapsing onto the table.

Meanwhile, Bennett remained unaffected, as if he hadn’t touched a drop.

clear, he emptied his

from his waist, Bennett wiped it with a tissue. His gaze, complex and conflicted, fell on Finnegan. “We have no old scores, yet

his shoulder, steadying the man

else asleep, Bennett carried Finnegan toward the orchard.

a freshly dug pit, three meters deep, hidden

a tree, his scimitar gleaming in his hand. “I owe you a life debt.

descended swiftly toward Finnegan’s head.

of black intercepted it. A dark, mesmerizing saber clashed against Bennett’s weapon, aimed at his

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speed, spun his scimitar

stepped back, sizing up his new opponent. Doom Star, dressed entirely in black, stood protectively in front of Finnegan.

aback, was not expecting

of hostilitý surged, and the aura of a Preliminary Rank Terra Realm

engaged Bennett with his

forced Bennett to retreat again. He scrutinized them, his expression growing more grave. “Are you with Finnegan?”

silent, their focus on

eyes, clear and alert. The drunken haze

up, he confronted Bennett, “We have no old scores.

are you unaffected?” he questioned, realizing

recognized ‘A Thousand

spiritual energy to neutralize the

why you were

a skilled fighter, whose cultivation is at the Preliminary Rank of Terra Realm. Plus, you seemed to be cautioning everyone to drink less earlier, but your eyes betrayed a hope that they’d drink more. With these peculiarities, how could I

and sighed, “I’ve clearly underestimated you.”

you tell me why you’re doing this?” Finnegan pressed.

“You and I bear no grudges, and I have no personal reason to harm you. However, I owe

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