As he rose from his seat, Vance poured a cup of coffee for Percival and continued, "Take the Sheldon family; they're known for their fortune-telling and longevity. The Perez have a knack for telekinesis, and the Martinez? They can communicate with animals. The Abernathys, they can read minds. As for the Grimshaws, I'm not sure about their family secret. But I do know they've stolen something very important from others."

Percival, his curiosity piqued, asked, "What's that?"

"Our family's heirloom technique," Vance revealed. "It allows one to alter a person's meridians without any harm in a very short period of time."

Percival stood up abruptly, his voice cold, "You're saying that the method to alter meridians is your family's?"

Vance noticed Percival's serious demeanor and felt a sense of unease.

It was as if Percival had heard of this technique before.

Vance stood as well, "You don't mean to say you've seen this technique in action?"

Percival nodded, "Recently, Vivienne and I encountered a woman with extraordinary martial abilities. Yet, her meridians seemed no different from an average person."

That day, Percival and Vance discussed many things in the office.

When Percival left, he even took some documents from Vance's drawer with him.

Stepping out into the afternoon sun, Percival thought about everything he had learned and was about to call Vivienne when he saw Arthur approaching.

"War God," he addressed Arthur, clutching the documents from Vance's office. He intended to exchange brief pleasantries and move on.

After all, as someone who had long since resigned from Vanguard Agency, lingering around could stir up trouble.

coolly. He was about to pass by when he remembered that the man before him had been engaged

your fiancée

God. Vivienne's father is from the Hawthorn branch of the

biological father, choosing instead the only father Vivienne had

wasn't concerned. He got straight to the point, "Have you ever heard

Percival furrowed

he had heard it. But as far as he knew, no woman by that name existed in either the Brooks or Hawthorn families, "No, I haven't. Are you looking for her, Wa God? I can

been a hero to Percival, and this small favor was the

the offer. Looking at Percival, he felt a newfound respect, "I'd

else, War God?" Percival asked, already inching toward the

leave and spoke again,

brow twitched

being one of them. Why then did

on, and he hadn't expected Percival to actually know the Specter Healer. He said, "It's my father. Ever since he was poisoned, his health has been declining. I've heard of the Specter Healer's miraculous skills and wanted to consult her. If you could help me find her, I'd

my wife treated Yorick's poisoning? She is the Specter Healer. She said that once Yorick's poison was treated, he only needed to rest to recover

greatly aids in recovery. If his condition has worsened, perhaps you should consider other causes." Percival rarely spoke so much, but he did now for two reasons: respect for War God and to prevent anyone from using him and Vivienne as pawns. If their scheme

and a chill emanated from him. Then,

Excellent!

to play games with him. He had already identified the culprit behind his father's poisoning and would have taken action if

enough to have figured out the

further words, he said, "If there's nothing else, I should be

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