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.

by when he remembered that the man before him had been engaged to a

halted, "Hold on. Percival, your fiancée is from the Brooks

glint of recognition passed through Percival's eyes, "You're right, War God. Vivienne's father is from the Hawthorn branch of the Brooks family. She's the daughter of Dorian

nor did he reveal her biological father,

he wasn't concerned. He got straight to the point, "Have

Percival furrowed his

rang familiar, yet he couldn't recall where he had heard it. But as far as he knew, no woman by that name existed in either the Brooks or Hawthorn

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

Percival, he felt

God?" Percival asked, already inching toward

not to notice his eagerness to leave and spoke again, "I heard you know the

brow twitched almost

Vivienne was the Specter Healer was common knowledge among the Linklater family, with Dracon being one of them. Why then did War God seem unaware? Percival's gaze

only a clue to go 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

my wife treated Yorick's poisoning? She is the

which greatly aids in recovery. If his condition has worsened, perhaps you should consider other causes." Percival rarely spoke so much, but he

a chill emanated from him. Then, unexpectedly,

Excellent!

dared to play games with him. He had already identified the culprit behind his father's poisoning and would have taken action if not for the need to lure out the mastermind behind it. And now, someone dared to use

smart enough to have figured out the

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

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