Living With My Lady Boss

Wilbur frowned as he said, “He has the ability to gain immense spirit energy and physical strength by absorbing the lives of other humans, almost in the form of sacrifice. That’s pretty similar to some cults‘ cultivation methods.”

Elsa did not say anything. That was something beyond what she knew, nor had she heard of such things.

She turned to look at Ryder, expecting him to say something instead.

Yet Ryder swayed before keeling over and passing out on the ground.

Els cried out, “Are you okay?”

“He’s fine. He’s just exhausted from overusing his spirit energy. However, his left arm is in a pretty bad state and needs tending to,” Wilbur said with a frown.

Elsa whipped out her walkie–talkie, calling for the helicopter at once,

and Wilbur hauled Ryder onto the

and the man’s corpse were placed in the special forces department. Wilbur returned to Sealake Island, dismissing the agents watching over

call to Faye explaining to her what happened and that he was going to have

that, he sat on the couch smoking as he

opened his eyes for the

his feet excitedly and sand to Wilbur, “Bro, I did it! I can meditate by

Congratulations, Mister Campbell,” Wilbur

to Wilbur with a smug smile. “Bro,

Let’s not do that. Wilbur hurried to turn Faron down. He had no intention of

push Wilbur either, smiling as he said, “That’s alright, then. Either way, you’re my brother, and thank you for keeping your promise.

all the time in the world to drink You should go

He had, indeed, not been home in

for a bit. I promise we’ll have drinks on me real soon.”