The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As Fiona gestured in a specific direction with his hand, Maria didn’t bother to glance at it. Instead, she swiftly adjusted the helicopter’s joystick, guiding it precisely towards the destination indicated by Fiona’s finger.

Meanwhile, Zeba, concealed within the gaps between boulders, remained unaware that she had become the target of their pursuit. Her sole objective was to stay as still as possible, refraining from making even the slightest sound. Once the individuals aboard the helicopter completed their inspection rounds, she believed she could depart from this place unnoticed. She possessed absolute certainty that she wouldn’t be discovered.

The helicopter circled the valley multiple times, yet its occupants never descended to search the area. The massive boulder obstructing Zeba’s view was thick enough to defy any attempt at detection, even with advanced equipment like thermal imaging. No one could see beyond it to discover her whereabouts.

However, unease began to creep into Zeba’s heart when the helicopter suddenly veered towards her. As it grew closer, her heart raced with anxiety.

Eventually, the helicopter arrived at the summit of the boulder, situated at the foot of the mountain.

Fiona suddenly announced, “This is it! I can already sense her presence. She is gravely injured!”

With those words, he swung open the helicopter door, preparing to jump straight down from the aircraft.

In a reflexive moment, Maria instinctively clutched the hem of his clothes and blurted out, “My Lord, since Zeba is in such a dire state, why don’t you wait for me to join you? I wish to meet her alongside you for a brief moment.”

Instead of jumping down, he decided they should land the helicopter in an area affected by the explosion. From there, they could proceed on foot together. Maria nodded in agreement, deftly manipulating the controls to spin the

the boulder, Zeba couldn’t help but exhale a long sigh of relief as she witnessed the helicopter turn around and depart, its presence no longer

to Fiona and disclosed, “Young Master, my family has information about her. Although Zeba, one of the four esteemed Marshals of the Warriors Den, suffered severe injuries, she has always devoted herself to the path and seldom acted against principles and morality. Today, Gideon’s self-explosion raises suspicions and it seems there may be more to it. If you exploit this opportunity,

something amiss with Gideon’s self-explosion, no one knows better than Zeba, aside

both of them leaped off the helicopter and proceeded toward the boulder where

when the sound of rustling footsteps reached her ears. Her heart skipped a beat and inwardly, she exclaimed, “Could it be that the individuals from the helicopter have arrived on

aware of her grave injuries and her inability to resist anyone, regardless of their identity. All she could do now was silently pray that the approaching footsteps wouldn’t lead them to her and that the person responsible for those footsteps wouldn’t discover her presence. Unfortunately, her prayers seemed to be in vain. The footsteps drew closer and closer until they eventually halted just a mere ten meters away from her hiding

that if she was discovered, her chances of survival were practically nonexistent. The captors would resort to any means necessary, including torture, to

the Warriors Den had repeatedly attempted to eliminate the Evan’s family. Falling into their clutches would likely result in a dire fate, even if she cooperated

she held onto that final strand of delusion, Fiona’s voice boomed, breaking the silence. He declared loudly, “Zeba, you were watching me and Gideon fight in the darkness earlier and

was jolted by Fiona’s words, much like a thunderclap

one who fought Gideon just now? But… How is this possible? I saw him sustain severe injuries during the explosion.

Zeba’s mind, causing her anxiety to

foreboding sensation of death filled her entire body, rendering her both helpless