As Jack observed Charlie’s unwavering determination, he could only let out a derisive sneer while addressing Zeke. “It seems some individuals are simply tired of living. No matter the cost, I will teach him a lesson about his ce. Zeke, fetch me a three-pir sandalwood, a purple gold incense burner, and a peach wooden sword. I will demonstrate what it truly means to be a master.”


    Zeke, aware of the urgency, quickly gathered all the items Jack requested.


    In a short span, Jack ced the sandalwood into the incense burner, causing thick, clear smoke to swirl through the air.


    Mr. Yaleman raised the peach wooden sword and immediately began to chant.


    Meanwhile, Graham, who stood nearby, suddenly felt an overwhelming dizziness, as if he had consumed several shots of alcohol.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Struggling to cope, he pleaded, “Mr. Yaleman, how long will thisst…”


    With the master’s assurance, Graham clenched his teeth, trying to withstand the difort.


    However, the more he fought through it, the worse he felt. Soon, he was not just dizzy and nauseous; he was also experiencing intense pain in his head.


    Just then, Graham felt a surge of warmth radiating from something on his chest, providing a protective shield over his heart and preventing him from copsing.


    He was taken aback. “Could this be the stun talisman Charlie gave me?”


    Unaware of Graham’s thoughts, Jack took a sip of water, then spat it onto the wooden peach sword before swinging it through the rising smoke.


    The moment the sword cut through the smoke, Graham felt a sharp blow to his head, followed by a bittersweet sensation in his throat, resulting in him violently coughing up blood.


    “Father!”


    Adam rushed forward, panic-stricken, as he caught Graham in his arms.


    Graham’s face was ghostly pale, and hecked the strength to utter a word.


    Jack’s expression remained serious as he replied, “The ‘yin’ energy within the Quinton family is too potent. I had to utilize a powerful magic charm to break it. The blood he expelled is merely the negative energy leaving his body.”


    Graham attempted to straighten up, mustering the strength to thank Jack. “Thank you, Mr. Yaleman. I can’t express how grateful I am for your help.”


    Indeed, Graham felt significantly better after expelling the blood, and Adam noticed a noticeable improvement in his own condition as well.


    Meanwhile, Finn frowned and remarked, “Mr. Yaleman is truly impressive. The evil spirit guing the Quinton family is incredibly strong, yet he managed to alleviate it so effortlessly.”


    Everyone present, being Feng Shui masters themselves, understood the gravity of the situation without needing further exnation. They watched Jack with admiration for his skill in dispelling the lingering evil spirit from the Quinton family.


    “Father, let’s sit over there,” Adam suggested, aiding Graham as they moved to the side. He then turned to Charlie, speaking provocatively, “So, what do you have to say now? When will you return the Quinton family’s money?”


    Charlie smirked, replying, “I have no problem returning the money. However, I fear that Graham’s life may be at stake…”


    “What?” Graham gasped in disbelief.


    Charlie shot him a cold nce and said, “Take a look at your palm. Do you see a red line?”<fne4fa> Chapters first released on ?ovelFind</fne4fa>


    Overwhelmed with shock, Graham quickly flipped his palm over. Upon inspection, he was taken aback to find a faint red line stretching from his lifeline all the way up his arm!


    Stunned, Graham eximed, “What is this? It wasn’t here before!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong></p“mr.></p“the>