A formidable gust of wind surged forth from Nana’s clenched fist, creating a hurricane brimming with immense power. This whirlwind moved with such incredible speed that it caught Zeba, who was already at a precarious forty-five-degree angle, suspended in mid-air!

As Zeba teetered on the edge of falling, she had already resigned herself to her fate. She knew that if she tumbled forward, her face would be irreparably maimed. Yet, in her current state of complete physical debilitation, she was powerless to stop the impending descent.

However, she never expected that Alder, who stood a few feet away, would unleash a forceful gust of wind! To her astonishment, this powerful gust not only caused no harm to her, but also acted as a protective barrier, firmly supporting her body, preventing it from hurtling downward!

Just as she marveled at this phenomenon and remained suspended at a forty-five-degree angle, she caught a glimpse of Nana striding towards her out of the corner of her eye.

At the moment when the wind began to weaken and she was about to resume her forward plunge, Nana had already reached her side.

Without delay, Nana stabilized Zeba’s body with his right hand, exerting a gentle force that straightened her posture.

Relieved, Zeba was about to express her gratitude when, unexpectedly, Nana’s left hand swiftly approached her face!

Zeba, witnessing Nana’s rapid left-hand movement, presumed he intended to slap her. A barrage of question marks flooded her mind, accompanied by a surge of indignation. Having lived for over a hundred years, she had never endured a slap to the face.

Nana’s captive, she had no choice but to endure any humiliation and torment

humiliation, Nana’s left hand didn’t strike

Lord might do. Before she could even finish chastising Nana in her thoughts, she felt the pill he had given

similar to a person freezing in the snow suddenly plunging into

it allowed her to reclaim her life from the brink of death. Only then did she realize that the substance Nana had fed her

to Nana and with teary

wish to express

“Rest assured, Mr. Wade. I will divulge

further

observed the person’s face clearly, a look of terror crossed her own.

“So, you’re Zeba? I’ve heard tales

youthful Maria, her dark eyes filled with tumultuous emotions. She couldn’t help but inquire, “Miss Clark, is it

composure. She smiled and replied, “Indeed, as one of the Four

nothing as she responded, “That’s correct. I heard of Miss Clark’s name eighty years ago. It is an honor to finally witness Miss

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