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.

no choice

felt the height of humiliation, Nana’s left hand didn’t strike her face but instead delivered a

Nana had fed her some sort of poison, similar to what the Lord might do. Before she could even finish chastising Nana in her thoughts, she felt the pill he had given her transform instantly into a warm, pure energy that rapidly

a person freezing in the snow suddenly plunging into a hot spring, enveloped by its soothing warmth, instantly revitalizing the frozen body. Even the severe injuries sustained in

couldn’t fully restore her to normal, it allowed her to reclaim her life from the brink of death. Only then did she realize that the substance Nana had fed her was not poison, but an incredibly precious elixir! Despite her initial inability

to Nana and with teary

and calmly stated, “If you truly wish to express your gratitude, save it for

hesitation, Zeba replied, “Rest assured, Mr. Wade. I will

refraining from further words

graceful figure standing before her. As she observed the person’s face clearly, a look of terror crossed her

responded crisply. She gazed at Zeba, mischief twinkling in her eyes and remarked with a smile, “So, you’re Zeba? I’ve heard tales of your beauty

her dark eyes filled with tumultuous emotions. She couldn’t help but

of the Four Marshals of the Warriors Den, you must have heard of me decades

heard of Miss Clark’s name eighty years ago. It is an honor to finally witness Miss Clark’s true appearance

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