At the estate entrance, Donald Simmons and Fraser Simmons, sitting in a wheelchair, were waiting with big smiles for him to get out of the car.
âMr. Jensen, hello. Antonio has already told us about your youth, but I never imagined youâd be this young. It really is a case of âseeing is believingâ.â
âYou flatter me, Mr. Simmons.â
Greg had heard about Fraser from Bradley Ford and knew he was famously bold and righteous, but due to an injury in recent years, he had become much more somber.
Therefore, Greg bore no ill-will towards Fraser and was quite polite.
Fraser was somewhat flattered and hurriedly said, âMr. Jensen, thereâs no need for formalities with me, please come inside.â
âAfter youâ¦â
Greg nodded and followed Mick and the others inside the villa.
After everyone had taken a seat on the sofa, Greg asked a few brief questions and then prepared to take Fraserâs pulse.
Just at that moment, the butler suddenly came in and said, âMaster, the eldest miss has returned and has brought a doctor with her.â
Hearing this, Fraser couldnât help but frown.
Before anyone could speak, a middle-aged woman walked in; it was none other than the Simmons familyâs eldest daughter Hazel Simmons.
By her side was an elderly man, not very tall, slightly plump, with fair skin and a look of affluence, carrying a small medicine chest.
As soon as Hazel entered the room, she exclaimed joyously, âDad, Iâve brought a Divine Doctor to see you.â
âAh, youâre very thoughtful,â Fraser said coolly.
Unperturbed, Hazel turned her head, saw Greg, and asked in confusion, âAnd who might this beâ¦?â
Mick smiled and said, âSister, this is the healer Iâve found.â
âA healer?â
Hazel scrutinized Greg and said dismissively, âA healer so young â what could he possibly know? I bet heâs a fraud.â
Before she could finish speaking, Fraser raised his voice and commanded, âEnough!â
The living room fell silent.
Fraserâs expression was dark and brooding, while Donald and Mick broke out in cold sweat.
After all, he was a step away from being a Grandmaster â someone capable of wiping out the entire Simmons family alone.
Calling him a fraud â are you rushing us to our deaths?
The three Simmons family members were anxious, looking at Greg subconsciously, fearing that they had offended him.
Greg turned his head back emotionlessly and glanced calmly at Hazel and the old man, then shifted his gaze back to Fraser.
Before he could speak, Hazel grew more agitated.
âDad, what⦠what do you mean by that?â
Her face flushed with the inability to save face, she huffed, âI didnât say anything wrong. Heâs so youngâ¦â
âDid I not tell you to shut up? Can you not understand?â
Fraser roared, âMy health is none of your concern. Go about your business.â
Seeing his reaction, Hazelâs expression also cooled, and she frowned, âFine, I wonât meddle. Have you thought about what we discussed earlier?â
âNot one bit!â
Fraser shouted angrily, âYou go back and tell your good-for-nothing husband, if he dreams of getting his hands on my wealth, heâs dreaming!â
This time, Hazel didnât get angry but instead squeezed out a smile, âDad, what are you talking about?
You said it yourself before, the Simmons family is in a precarious situation right now.
I was thinking, if we could join with the Morris family, then wouldnât thatâ¦â
Fraser roared, âGet out, get out now! How did the Simmons family ever raise someone as foolish as you!â
âDad, itâs a win-win situation!â
Hazel spoke urgently, âDad, if you agree to the Morris familyâs proposal, our family can gain a strong backer, and my husbandâs position in the Morris family could alsoâ¦â
âAntonio, throw her out!â
Fraser Simmons was so angered that his face turned pale, and he struggled to speak with force.
Seeing this, Mick Simmons quickly stood up and said to Hazel Simmons, âBig sister, you should leave quickly.â
âAntonio, this is my home, how can you drive me awayâ¦â
âGet out, or Iâll be forced to get rough!â
Mick Simmons was also furious, his face turned a steely blue, scaring Hazel Simmons into a shudder.
âDad, Iâm telling you, my father-in-law is now a master at the later stage of Dark Strength, and you should really weigh your options carefullyâ¦â
âGet out!â
Hazel Simmons didnât dare to say more and, taking the elder with her, quickly ran out.
Once again, the living room fell into silence.
Greg Jensen looked at the three members of the Simmons family strangely, wondering what kind of drama this was, and if the interpersonal relationships within wealthy families were all this complicated.
âDad, you need to calm down, donât make yourself sick with anger,â Mick Simmons advised.
Fraser Simmons nodded silently in response, but when he saw Greg Jensenâs peculiar expression, he couldnât help feeling embarrassed and sighed,
âMr. Jensen has seen the joke. This daughter of mine has been spoiled by me since she was young and doesnât have much of a brain. After growing up, she was duped by that bastard from the Morris family.
I thought, given their equal social status, it would be fine, but it turned out that little bastard was useless.
After so many years, they still depend on our family for support.
In recent years, my health has deteriorated, and the Morris family has set their sights on some of the Simmons familyâs assets, encouraging my foolish daughter to come back and pressure me to agree to their terms.â
It was clear that Fraser Simmonsâs heart was truly wounded; by the end, his voice even carried a hint of weeping.
âAlas, such family misfortune.â
Greg Jensen spoke up, âMr. Simmons, please calm down. Your current health is so poor that it could be described as âthe oil is exhausted and the lamp is out.â
If you continue to be so agitated, Iâm afraid that you might pass away before I have the chance to treat you.â
âThisâ¦â
Fraser Simmons gave a somewhat embarrassed chuckle.
Mick Simmons, however, caught a different implication in Greg Jensenâs words, and excitedly said,
âMr. Jensen, do you mean that there is hope for my dadâs health?â
Greg Jensen nodded and said, âYes. Although itâs a bit troublesome, there is indeed a way to cure him.â
Upon hearing this, Fraser Simmons fell silent for a moment, then hesitantly said, âMr. Jensen, my martial artsâ¦â
âYour True Qi is still positioned within your Dantian, so your realm will not fall.
However, you have not exercised for many years, so your muscle strength and coordination will need some time to recover.â
âDoes that mean I⦠I could return to my former strength?â
Fraser Simmonsâs eyes suddenly lit up, hopeful as he looked at Greg Jensen.
However, the next second, he saw Greg Jensen gently shaking his head.
His heart lifted again.
The living room fell into the silence of death once more.
Fraser Simmons felt his heart might have skipped a beat and said with a quivering voice, âMr. Jensen, Iâ¦â
Seeing his expression, Greg Jensen knew he had misunderstood and said with a smile, âWhat I mean is, not only will you be able to regain your past strength, but your body might actually become better than before.
Because, after helping you clear your meridians, your meridians will inevitably become tougher, and the True Qi they can accommodate will be several times what it was before.
So, not only will your body become better, it will also become stronger, and furthermore, even stronger than that.â
âThisâ¦â
The three members of the Simmons family exchanged glances, all somewhat in disbelief of their ears.
Fraser Simmons was previously at the later stage of Dark Strength, about to enter the Complete Dark Power. If he could become even stronger, did that not mean he had the potential to become a half-step Grandmaster?