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,

no time, and Wilbur hauled Ryder onto the helicopter along

the special forces department. Wilbur returned to Sealake Island, dismissing the agents watching over

still–meditating Faron, Wilbur made a call to Faye explaining to her what happened and that he was

he sat on the couch smoking as he thought about something

days later, Faron finally opened his eyes for the first time.

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

good! Congratulations, Mister Campbell,” Wilbur

smile. “Bro, you’re pretty much my master now. Don’t you think we should change what we

do that. Wilbur hurried to turn Faron down. He had no

Either way, you’re my brother,

took a drag from his cigarette. “We’ve got all the time in the world to drink You should go home since

that Wilbur had a point. He had, indeed, not been home in a

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