Chapter 739

A burner and white candles were placed on a sandalwood antique

table.

In front stood a half-meter-tall paper figurine.

Four bodyguards in black stood around the sandalwood table.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the paper figurine trembled like chaff.

The four bodyguards looked at each other, and three of them looked

at a tall man.

The tall man immediately went downstairs to get Peter.

Peter, whose face was red from drinking, came to the top of the building. He frowned when he saw the paper figurine trembling.

Duncan and his two godfathers followed suit.

Duncan asked, “Master Peter, why is this happening?”

Peter counted his fingers and said in a deep voice, “There are other

Path masters who are helping Harrison!”

Surprised, Duncan asked, “Could it be that Nash has come out of

seclusion?”

Peter squinted his eyes and said, “It can’t be Nash!”

Boris frowned slightly. “Who could it be, then?”

Peter took a deep breath. “I don’t know, but we’ll find out soon!”

After saying that, he put the wine flask on the table, picked up a

it. He then shook it

“Open the Third Eye, as the Third Eye opens me.

to see all three realms-the gods and immortals in the heavens above, the blessings

middle, and the guardians and officials in the underworld below.

the three realms enter the Divine

Sight!”

the burning

eyes.

eyes instantly lit up

the commotion had yet to die down.

put aside our previous grudges? Why… Why do your still want to kill

down his face.

for many years, and you

with you!”

rage, his face full of ferocity. His

scarecrows, and he was pinned to

was

head was pressed against the wall. The anger in his heart had reached

almost went bankrupt; even Helena and I have suffered a lot during this

up…” Harrison shouted angrily, “My anger will never

few steps, his back against the door. His lips trembled as he said, “I did you wrong as your elder brother. If

dagger on the ground and put

he closed his eyes and waited for

dagger. His eyes were scarlet, his breathing

the veins on his neck and face were

gritted his teeth and

over and opened his

You…”

to kill me? Why is he calling out

to me now?’

pain on his

fell, the lights in

hand that was holding the dagger was trembling.

trying his best to control his last bit of sanity.

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