Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1712 I’ll Care for Mackenzie While You Mar

This was getting off track.

Emmanuel wasn’t interested in understanding the origins of the Heart of the Sun, so he brought the topic back on track. “What happened to the fate of those one hundred test subjects?”

“That’s the crux of the matter!” Sunny continued. “Almost all of the hundred test subjects perished, especially those who were exposed to the Yang Sun Stone. Only Claudette survived. All the other male test subjects died!”

Emmanuel fell into deep thought immediately. He had examined Claudette’s body for three years and knew it like the back of his hand. She had an innate yin physique. Perhaps it was because of this natural balance between yin and yang forces that she miraculously survived. As for the male subjects, being inherently yang, with additional exposure to yang energy, their deaths were inevitable.

As for the specifics of the yin energy, Emmanuel hadn’t studied them thoroughly yet.

Sunny continued, “My father was also a resident of the Dark Night Islands.

her, he agreed to work

leverage to ensure my father’s compliance. Later, he was

was secretly surprised and couldn’t help but ask, “So your

interacted with Claudette many times, even restoring her strength several times, yet he hadn’t detected the presence

top five fighters on the Dark Night Islands back then. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have caught the Airspace Group’s attention,” Sunny continued. “The Dark Night Islands have fighters from many factions, all with different

than half of martial artists aspire to be the best in the world. Reaching the

Island was considered the greatest accomplishment

drink with representatives from the Solar Group, Emmanuel wiped his mouth and continued, “So, what does the Airspace Group plan

my sister?” Quintus, who loved to talk, seized the opportunity to take over the conversation, looking somewhat smug. “Come, let your brother–in–law reveal it to you! According to my investigation, they intend to use high–tech

tight furrow, appearing both surprised and skeptical.

Quintus pointed at him. “My sister is gentle and harmless, hardly able to hurt a fly. How could she become a fighter? It seemed more plausible to develop me instead. But now I have to believe it–she might