The Pinnacle Of Life

She glanced at Zayn and touched his hand lightly, her eyes looking as though they could speak. Zayn’s face

was solemn, and he glanced at her and blinked a few times, signaling that they would wait and see before

talking about this. In the meantime, Xyla had heard the commotion and ran over. Seeing the scene that she had walked into, there was a dumbfounded look on her face. She walked towards

Carey and asked in a low voice, “Third Aunt, what’s going on?” As soon as she said that, she saw Tristan roaring loudly, “Ahhh, I’m so hungry! Ahhh, hungry, so hungry! Let

me eat, get lost..!”

However, Tristan was unable to break free from his uncle’s hold. In the next moment, he started mutilating himself, beating himself up to the point the cracking of the bones

from the blows he gave himself could be heard. Everyone else on the scene was dumbfounded, their jaws

dropping one after another. Abel couldn’t bear to watch anymore. This was his son, after all. If he allowed this to continue, Tristan would

end up beating himself to death. He said to the older man, “Fifth Uncle, how about we let Tristan go for now. He isn’t in his right mind right

now, and when he wakes up later, we can ask him what happened.”

The older man also felt that this couldn’t go on like this, and he nodded, letting go of Tristan as he did. The moment Tristan got free, he immediately pounced on the mud again. He wasn’t even bothered to use his

anymore, thrusting his face into

fell out of their sockets when she saw this. That was fertilized mud.

Pizza?!

mouth and said, “Mr. Coleman, Tristan… What in

some strange

state of desperation and discomfort now, to the point his

ask me? Who am I supposed to ask? My son doesn’t have strange diseases! He

and had never had this problem before. Only after meeting

to my son?!” Zayn was shocked. “Of course not! Tristan will become my grandson-in-law, and everyone in my family, from the lowest to the highest, is in agreement with this

Besides, such

first time I’ve heard

been hiding anything from you that it’s

“Bulls*it! You’re the one who’s hiding something.

on the spot, and she

she still want to have her daughter

pound of mud, so

he came to

him… An extremely putrid stench wafted through his nose. There was the same feeling in his mouth, and his stomach felt heavy and uncomfortable once again. “Blargh…” He started to throw up. He saw himself throwing