The Medallion

"It's true. Leader, please avenge me," Armando said angrily.

"Do you know who did this?" Gilbert asked.

"I don't. But my son had a conflict with him in the slum," Armando answered.

"Slum?" Gilbert frowned upon remembering something.

"Do you know who he is?" Armando felt something was off once he saw the expression on Gilbert's face.

"I might know him," Gilbert nodded.

"Bring him here. I need to ask him in person why he bullied my son and forced him to take poison," Armando commanded fiercely.

"Are you sure it was him who made trouble for your son?" Gilbert asked. He knew what kind of person Armando's son was. He suspected that Rocky wasn't the one at fault.

"What do you mean? Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Of course Armando would defend his son by not admitting that his son was forced to take the poison because he wanted to forcefully take away a woman from the slum.

"Well, I'll order someone to send for him so you can confront him face-to-face. But I must warn you that he's no ordinary person. If it turns out your son is at fault, I'll deal with it according to our laws," Gilbert replied bluntly.

"Who the hell is he?" Armando couldn't help but ask.

"Prefect Ba, you'll know when he's here," Gilbert said, deliberately keeping him in suspense.

He swiftly ordered his men to head to the Ghost Palace and retrieve Rocky.

After returning to the Ghost Palace a while ago, Rocky expected that he would be summoned soon. Once he saw Gilbert's men, he spoke before they had the chance to say something. "Go back and tell your leader that if Prefect Ba wants the antidote, he should ask me in person here at the palace."

But obviously, Rocky did not intend to go with them, so they had to go back and report this to Gilbert.

Apart from Gilbert, he was practically the most powerful man in the Ghost Fief, yet Rocky asked him to humbly

down your invitation. Is he

finally revealed Rocky's identity after

never thought his son would mess with such

Genius?" Brett was just

you'll have to deal with it on your own, Prefect Ba." It seemed Gilbert didn't

provoke the Godly Genius?" Armando turned around and scolded

if he couldn't retrieve the antidote, his son would probably really die. So he swallowed his pride and rushed towards

at the palace gate, he announced loudly, "The prefect of

late. I thought you'd be more worried about your son's safety." Rocky walked out of the Ghost Palace slowly once he heard Armando's

my son and give him the antidote,

to you, but only if you agree to my

"Please go ahead, sir."

the slum. Otherwise, death

prevent him from doing anything stupid ever

reduce the heavy taxes placed on the poor people inhabiting the

be easy. The taxes applied to them are the same as the others. It will

want to know if you can do it." Rocky looked straight into

do my best," Armando agreed through gritted teeth. In fact, lowering the taxes would be a piece of cake

you will donate one hundred thousand Shura Coins to build houses for the people residing

the amount wasn't too much for him, it wasn't a small number. Using it to build homes for the people in the slum would

of a number for you. If you agree to all three conditions, I'll give you the antidote immediately," Rocky proposed with a sly smile as

he would never get the antidote. He would compromise for the sake of his son. After all, those three conditions were nothing