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Chapter 1069: Chapter 1069: Someone Behind
Nothing is absolute.
Especially when he had the Night Fairy by his side, an expert adept in disguise and impersonation.
Julius Reed had to discern which one was the real Quella Radcliffe.
Although touch wouldn’t deceive him,
this matter was of great importance. He grasped Quella Radcliffe’s wrist again, starting to feel the pulse beat.
It was chaotic.
Extremely chaotic!
It didn’t resemble the pulse of an ordinary person at all.
But for now, Quella Radcliffe’s vital signs were stable, only she was in a deep sleep.
Julius Reed could only wait.
He stood up, left the room, and walked toward the bedroom where the Night Fairy was supposed to be.
Of course, that was just a temporary assumption.
The room was dark, with no lights on.
But Julius Reed’s eyes could still see everything clearly.
The greatest benefit of everlasting life was that it allowed him to refine every function of his body to perfection.
The breathing sounds of the person on the bed were steady yet faint.
They sounded just like those of an ordinary person.
But a master of disguise could naturally perfect even the tiniest details.
That was the Night Fairy, after all!
"Honey, I was really worried about you today,"
Julius Reed sat at the bedside, gently caressing the face of the person on the bed.
"I thought you were abducted, so I hastily called for assistance and stopped them on the road. After a fight, I rescued the Night Fairy from horseback. At that moment, I felt utterly relieved. But no matter what, I never thought you hadn’t come back yet."
As he spoke, he tidied the person’s hair on the bed with his hand.
It was somewhat disheveled.
Quella Radcliffe, lying on the bed, was wearing the exact same clothes as the one in the other bedroom.
Covered by a thin blanket,
but the blanket was slightly askew.
"Luckily, you both returned,"
Julius Reed stood up, gently lifted the blanket with his hand, and then covered ’Quella Radcliffe’ again.
But while covering with the blanket, he inadvertently touched a certain part.
That’s not right!
Why are there little bottles everywhere?
Remembering the scene when he first met the Night Fairy, Julius Reed was sure he was not mistaken.
There was a trick!
The decision he had already made unexpectedly met with another surprise.
"Honey, I will help you change into pajamas,"
Julius Reed, without further ado, stood up and opened the wardrobe.
This room was originally a guest room.
After rescuing Bamboo Whitaker, it had become Bamboo Whitaker’s room.
The wardrobe was filled with Bamboo Whitaker’s underwear.
"Oh my goodness,"
Julius Reed gently rummaged through them—some of the underwear sizes were even larger than Quella Radcliffe’s.
He casually took down a nightgown and walked over to Quella Radcliffe.
Then, he began to undress her.
Technically speaking, this was his wife.
Seemingly no problem at all.
After Julius Reed had changed the nightgown, he walked out of the room and closed the door.
Indeed,
Some things just can’t be hidden.
The one who came back later was the Night Fairy.
The situation suddenly became interesting.
What exactly was the Night Fairy’s purpose in impersonating Quella Radcliffe?
It made him think deeply.
"Ah..."
Suddenly,
a scream came from the room where the real Quella Radcliffe was!
Julius Reed quickly pushed open the door and entered.
As soon as he entered, he saw Quella Radcliffe writhing in pain on the bed.
Slap!
Julius Reed turned on the light, and when he saw the scene before him,
his heart instantly sank.
Quella Radcliffe’s face was flushed, her teeth tightly clenched, her hands grasping the sheets, and her legs also stretched out stiff.
Without any hesitation, Julius Reed grabbed her wrist.
The pulse raced!
Something seemed to be bursting out of Quella Radcliffe’s body!
If they had struggled any longer, they likely would have been left with only half a life.
"Constitution!"
Julius Reed paced nonstop in the room and suddenly slapped his forehead!
He remembered something.
In Moon City, he knew that Quella Radcliffe had a special constitution.
This was the reason why the Young Master of Ghost Valley took four great generals and headed to Moon City overnight, intending to abduct Quella Radcliffe.
And today, though the secret technique of the Valley Master, Eleanor Pendleton, was forged,
the fact about Quella Radcliffe’s special constitution was true.
With this in mind, Julius Reed calmed his mind once more and began to check Quella Radcliffe’s pulse.
He had not paid attention before, believing that Quella Radcliffe was absolutely safe by his side.
But now, it seemed that might not be the case.
Five minutes later, Julius Reed narrowed his eyes, his expression grave.
Quella Radcliffe’s constitution was one in ten thousand!
In the terms of those in the martial arts realm, it was a "natural furnace!"
But furnaces can be good or bad.
A person, born between heaven and earth,
absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, embodying the spirit of the Heavenly Dao.
It can be said, everyone is a vessel.
But ordinary people only carry their own life force.
Yet, there are always that small portion of people who are different.
From birth, they are coveted.
This portion of people can not only carry their own life force but also some fortunes.
In the world of martial arts, it’s about perceiving the greater path, achieving Unity of Heaven and Man.
For martial artists, these special individuals are natural furnaces, which can bring significant benefits to their enlightenment.
And Quella Radcliffe was among the finest of this small group.
Being a furnace naturally comes with its disadvantages.
A small amount of water can fill a test tube but cannot fill a large tank.
As time passed, the already scarce life force began to erratically surge within Quella Radcliffe’s expansive body, growing weaker over time.
The diluted amount was not enough to sustain life.
Add to that, the possibility of being frightened today caused a disorder in Quella Radcliffe’s internal energy,
bringing that fateful day closer.
"Furnace..."
Julius Reed narrowed his eyes.
When he knew that his arrival in Gonzalez City was not by chance, he pondered deeply about everything around him.
Now, the fact that Quella Radcliffe was a furnace raised his suspicions once more.
Since someone had arranged for Quella Radcliffe to appear, it was definitely not coincidental.
The Radcliffe Family was full of uncertainties!
Red Widow had investigated from start to finish and still had no clues.
But what was certain was, this whole family had blood relations yet were not simply a lineal grandparent to parent, parent to child connection.
What arrangement was it that had him meet Quella Radcliffe initially?
That letter, he still had no memory of it.
But one thing was certain.
The letter was written by himself.
The name Jorvik Reed was known to no one.
"Huh!"
Julius Reed pulled over a chair, sitting at the head of Quella Radcliffe.
He lightly placed a finger on Quella Radcliffe’s forehead and began to close his eyes.
The only method now was to use his own body’s life force to fill the furnace.
At least, to ensure Quella Radcliffe had enough life force to sustain life.
As his finger touched the forehead, a faint mist formed.
It was like steam.
As the energy gradually entered Quella Radcliffe’s body, her pained expression finally eased.
The hand gripping the bedsheet slowly loosened.
The expression on her face became inexplicably comfortable.
She felt relief, but beads of sweat as big as peas formed on Julius Reed’s forehead.
This process was extremely draining on the body.
Suddenly, Julius Reed slightly furrowed his brow.
He sensed someone approaching!
Even though there were no footsteps,
utterly silent.
The door was ajar.
Behind Julius Reed stood the Night Fairy,
standing, disguised as Quella Radcliffe, now changed into pajamas by Julius Reed.
The Night Fairy held a dagger in her hand.
Her gaze was as cold as ice.
