“Old Mr. Giuvali, you are injured, and the lethal intent has spread throughout your body. If this drags on, you won’t make it to the southern region. You’ll probably die from ruptured meridians before long,” Jared said.
“Really?” Misho furrowed his brows. “But I don’t feel anything wrong at the moment.”
At first, Misho dismissed Jared’s words. While he acknowledged the presence of lethal intent within his body, the notion that he would succumb within an hour due to ruptured meridians seemed more like a jest to Misho, who felt perfectly fine at the moment.
“I’m telling the truth. If you hadn’t consumed Mr. Tamazi’s pill at that time, it might’ve been possible to suppress the lethal intent for a little longer. However, it’s difficult to keep it under control now. The only solution is for you to extract the lethal intent from within your body.”
Taking in Jared’s grave expression as he spoke, Misho figured the young man wasn’t lying.
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