The title "Master Ash" was long buried deep in the back of Asher's mind.

No matter how many memories it stirred, those past events had long ceased to matter to him.

"Dr. Williams, it's me. Asher Thompson."

"Master Ash! I can hardly believe it... I didn't think I'd hear from you again in this lifetime! All these years... Have you been well?"

"I'm fine."

Asher paused, his voice deep. "Do you have time now? I need your help with something urgent."

"Master Ash, you needn't say such things! I'm always at your service. I'm willing to go through hell for you!"

Within less than half an hour, a man carrying a large medical kit arrived at Asher's villa.

The "Dr. Williams" he referred to was named Yuri Williams.

Unlike regular doctors, Yuri Williams was an underground physician.

When Asher was still "Master Ash", many of his men could not seek treatment at conventional hospitals and had to rely on underground clinics.

It was during that time that Asher met Yuri, whose medical license had been revoked.

Recognizing his talent, Asher hired him as his doctor, ensuring his lifelong comfort and safety. Even after Asher stepped down, he helped Yuri retire without any threat of retribution. "Master Ash..." Upon reuniting with his former boss, Yuri could not hold back his emotions and burst into tears.

"Long time no see."

stepped forward to embrace him. "You're still the same, looking as youthful as ever. Not a single thing about you changed at all." "But you've

can't quite pinpoint

Asher looked the same.

and gaze looked nothing like

course, I've changed. I have a different identity now," Asher smiled lightly. "I need to look like a

could see it

felt

time because a very important

pondered as he spoke slowly, "At the moment,

"You don't need to explain anything to me. I'll

long eyelashes fluttered.

went upstairs and entered the

he was stunned. Then he looked at Asher in

too, right? He looks a

he picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from Arnold's face. "I was also shocked the first time I saw him. However, he's completely different. Other than their faces, they

"Indeed... Who could ever be

memories were too painful, and he dared not

that standing around would not help the situation and might even hinder Yuri's work.

alone in the quiet living room. In his ears, Arnold's fervent confession replayed over

closed his eyes, gripping the crucifix tightly

a look!" Yuri called out, his brow

stood up and

swollen, and torn wounds. Each of them looked grotesque and terrifying, with blood still seeping from

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