The Pinnacle Of Life

To Tristan Coleman, was there anything significant about killing a servant from the Stoermer family?

Not even the slightest psychological burden could be felt at all. Being at the rank of Earth Expert, he instantly

shattered the helpless unlucky guy with his palm, and he died on the spot. Tristan didn’t even talk about

wanting to hide the body, kicking it into the pond without much care. Immediately after that, he started to throw up again. He puked until his stomach was empty, and all that came

out was yellow spit, but he could still feel like there was a stench of soil coming from his stomach.

There was a room for storing tools for watering flowers not far away, and he immediately rushed in to take big

gulps of water. It was only after ten minutes that he finally cleaned himself up. But for the life of him, he couldn’t remember

why he would crawl on the ground and eat dirt in the first place?

‘God damn it, could it be an evil spirit?’ Almost instantly, he gave a call to Shiromi. “Young Master, what orders do you have for me?” asked Shiromi the moment she picked up.

Shiromi was puzzled. “No. I left the Stoermer

to me and asked for my Whatsapp. Is

something happen?” he then

asking. Go and find out

that there was no need to talk about the disgusting matter of him

the doubts in his heart and went to look for the Patriarch of

his father. ***

had also quietly left the Stoermer family. He found that he had consumed quite a bit of his mental power, and his temples

amulet inside it seemed to have dimmed slightly. ‘The mental power consumed for the hypnosis is really a

it consumed so much power.

The spirit, Chi, and mental powers were all one, and

others…

this was an exception to men who drove around every night,

wouldn’t teach anything to others. ‘I’m not Zendaya,

do less of this in the future.’ However, it wasn’t like he hadn’t gained anything from it. The bead