"Name your price!" Liev barked, having gone through plenty in his years building a legacy in Zamri.

When he realized that brute strength would not work, he must negotiate a way out.

Whatever happened, he must not lose his son or his lineage ended here.

"Nope."

But contrary to Liev's expectations, Mona had no intentions to negotiate and shook her head. "Someone told me to watch Claude and keep him here until she gets back."

"So this is not up for negotiation?" Liev growled, incensed.

"That's right," Mona replied nonchalantly and got herself a chair to sit on.

Live turned toward Jet in turn and asked, "How long does Claude have?"

"How long...?"

take and quickly ran

blankly at

Liev exclaimed

the brat did so with precision, avoiding any major arteries. His veins and tissues are a jumbled mess, but

as abject

able to do so with such accuracy meant that the

Liev remembered, "Jet, do you think

praising the

she was an impressive

medicine-that meant she could

replied in uncertainty, but he did praise her to

save a man with a collapsed heart, and it was not impossible for her to save

you can get away with this just because you're a martial

anywhere," Mona replied noncommittally, sneering ever so

later, Liev's

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