Chapter 142
Secondly, his blood and energy were largely depleted. He was aged and had sustained injuries back
when he was younger, so it was a matter of course that the loss was serious.
Thirdly, his nerves were traumatized. They required specific needling and herbs to nourish them
back to recovery.
The easiest to treat among the three was actually the severed tendons, as Kayson had already
reconnected them for Hugh. The hardest was the third-he knew the needling method, but the herb
was a challenge to find.
He was in the forest to try his luck.
After a long time of strolling in there, he only managed to find some aiding herbs, but the main
herb was nowhere to be seen. Kayson could only call Michael. âUncle Michael, can I ask for your
help to look for a herb named Ennead-Liche?â âOf course!â Michael was more than happy to do that
for Kayson. Kayson chortled. âRemember to let me know when you've found it.â âDonât worry! I'll get
it as soon as I can!â Kayson then described the appearance and characteristics of the Ennead-Liche
to Michael. âRight, Kayson...â Michael's tone turned hesitant. âI might need your help with
something.â âDo tell, Uncle Michael!â âMy father received a death threat just now.â Michael's tone
was grim. âMr. Whitman Sr. will be ambushed tonight?â asked Kayson. âIt's possible. Are you free
tonight?â âI am. Why donât you give me the address? I'll go there directly.â The Whitmans had been
consistently providing him intelligence and information, so it was only reasonable for Kayson to
repay them. âThat'd be great!"Michael heaved in relief. He felt more assured with Kaysonâs promise.
Kayson left the forest and went to the address Michael had given him.Meanwhile...A Maybach with
the highest specifications was zooming down the highway from Skyspring to Clouspring. Four
people were in the car, including the driverâa middle-aged man around 40 years old, an older man
around 60 years old, and a younger man about 25-26 years old.
The younger man was Tucksonâs son, Lincoln Allen. Lincoln had been sent to learn martial arts from
a master many years ago, and he rarely contacted home since the recent years were pivotal to
him.Just a few days ago, though, he had completed his mentor's request, and he could leave.
Needless to say, he first called home during the happiest moment in his life, only to be struck by a
thunderbolt!His uncle, Patrick, and younger cousin, Hector, were dead! His father, Tuckson, was
wheelchair -bound as a paralyzed handicap. This nearly made him lose his mind, and he asked his
seniors to go back to Clouspring with him to take revenge.
âLincoln, we're reaching your hometown Clouspring soon. Are you nervous since you haven't been
back for so long?"âA little. I wonder if it has changed a lot,â Lincoln answered with a resentful
expression. The change was no longer important as there were too many changes in the Allens
itselflHis senior, Rowan Todd, smiled. âDonât worry, Lincoln. Since I'm here with you, it means the
end for Kayson Yarde!âI'll give you a hand in your revenge. You can torture him all you want after I
immobilize him."There was burning hatred in Lincoln's eyes as he breathed in deeply. âThat's certain
with you around! I'll make sure death doesnât come easy to Kayson Yarde!â