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.

he agreed to work

was assigned to watch over Claudette as

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

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

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 goals and beliefs. Most of them are fighters pursuing martial arts supremacy. They willingly came to this island to reach the pinnacle

fighters. More than half of martial artists aspire to be the

Island was considered the greatest accomplishment by many.

Emmanuel wiped his mouth and continued, “So, what does the Airspace Group plan to do with

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 equipment to develop my sister into

into a tight furrow, appearing both surprised and

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 be stronger than all of us.