Lucas Lu stared at him and said, "Maxwell Jing, I've always been jealous of you. We entered the Healer's Sanctuary at the same time, but out of all the disciples, you were the only one chosen by the Sanctuary Heir. You could always stay by his side, and no matter what you did, he would protect you—even defying the Sanctuary Master for your sake. I never understood why the Sanctuary Heir valued you so much, until the Sanctuary Master came to me. Only then did I realize..." Pausing for a moment, Lucas Lu continued, "Do you know? The person I admire most is the Sanctuary Heir. When I first entered the Healer's Sanctuary and saw him, I admired him from the bottom of my heart. He was about our age, yet while we knew nothing, his medical skills were already extraordinary. That's why I can't allow anyone to mislead him or ruin his future!"
Maxwell Jing's eyes were filled with coldness and sarcasm, but beneath that was a pain no one could see. Looking at Lucas Lu's resolute expression, he found it almost amusing. "So, you followed Galen Gu's orders, waited for your chance, and made the Sanctuary Heir take the Oblivion Elixir—cutting off his emotions and love, leaving him lonely for a lifetime?" He tried to suppress the anger in his heart, but his gaze at Lucas Lu was inevitably tinged with murderous intent, as if he wanted to stab him several times. Each word was squeezed out through gritted teeth!
Lucas Lu couldn't help but take a step back, his face turning unpleasant. "What are you saying?" He shook his head, refusing to believe it. "The Sanctuary Master clearly said the medicine would only make the Sanctuary Heir forget you, and wouldn't harm him!" He truly respected Ethan Gu; even though he was jealous of Maxwell Jing, he never wanted to hurt Ethan Gu. That's why he repeatedly confirmed with Galen Gu that the medicine wouldn't harm Ethan Gu, so he...
Maxwell Jing looked at him and sneered, clearly seeing that Lucas Lu truly didn't know the effects of the Oblivion Elixir. Galen Gu really would stop at nothing! What he needed wasn't a flesh-and-blood son, but an outstanding successor—even if that successor was just a puppet, as long as he could make the Healer's Sanctuary flourish!
Sometimes he really couldn't understand—after a hundred years, when he's dead and gone, what does it matter to him if the Healer's Sanctuary prospers?
Is a dry, empty reputation really that important? Why can so many people become cold and heartless, ruthless and unfeeling, all for the sake of a name?
Maxwell Jing shoved Lucas Lu aside, unwilling to deal with him any longer. But just as he took two steps, he was grabbed. Lucas Lu seemed to snap back to his senses, not even having time to wonder if he'd been deceived. He questioned, "The Sanctuary Heir did so much for you, and now that he's forgotten you, you're entangled with Quentin Hua. Can you really face him?"
Jing Mohen shook off his hand and said coldly, "Isn't this exactly what you wanted to see?"
Lu Qian was stunned for a moment and reached out again to grab him. Jing Mohen's patience had completely worn thin; he grabbed Lu Qian by the throat, his eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent. "Don't think I won't kill you!"
Lucas Lu hadn't expected him to suddenly lash out. Now restrained, anger flashed in his eyes. This was one of the reasons he envied Maxwell Jing. Among the batch of disciples who entered the Sanctuary at the same time, Maxwell Jing was the most gifted, and only he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Ethan Gu. No matter how hard Lucas Lu tried, he could never catch up to the two of them, which left him feeling so unwilling!
Maxwell Jing caught a glimpse of Ethan Gu’s silhouette out of the corner of his eye. He froze, then issued a low warning: “Don’t disturb him. Otherwise, you’ll learn the true meaning of regret. Get lost!”
With those words, he released his grip and strode toward Ethan Gu.
Ethan Gu stood his ground, casting a glance at the coughing Lucas Lu before turning to the man approaching him. "Do you know him?" he asked.
Maxwell Jing turned and shot Lucas Lu a warning look. If Lucas didn’t leave now, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill him on the spot.
Lucas Lu watched the two for a moment, then finally turned and walked away.
Maxwell Jing caught Ethan Gu’s questioning gaze and smiled faintly. “It’s nothing, just an old enemy.”
Ethan Gu regarded him with suspicion. “Are you really alright?” He had never seen such intense hostility in Maxwell Jing before.
Maxwell Jing smiled and patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’m not a child—you don’t need to worry about me.”
Ethan Gu studied him for a moment, then suddenly asked, “If he’s your enemy, why not kill him?”
Maxwell Jing hesitated for a moment before replying, “One shouldn’t live their whole life consumed by hatred, don’t you think?”
He just didn’t want him to be hurt anymore, so he’d rather not seek revenge than let him get involved again. As long as he’s safe, that’s enough.
Alright, I’m really fine. I still need to deal with Sophie Qiu, so I’ll go now!
Ethan Gu watched him leave, frowning slightly. Something flashed in his eyes as he lowered them.
That night, as Adrian Gong and Mona Shangguan were sharing an intimate moment, a commotion suddenly erupted outside. Mona Shangguan kicked him out immediately.
Such a loud noise clearly meant something serious had happened—someone would definitely come looking for them!
Adrian Gong, full of resentment, quietly returned to his own room. Just then, someone came to report: a disciple of the Healer’s Sanctuary had died!
In the main hall, a crowd gathered, whispering among themselves. A death at this time inevitably caused panic.
Who would dare to kill someone so casually at Jade Dragon Manor? And now, with so many martial artists gathered here, someone had managed to kill without anyone noticing!
What was the killer’s motive? Was it revenge, or was it related to the treasure?
Worst of all, of all the people to die, it had to be a disciple of the Healer’s Sanctuary. If the Sanctuary Master used this as an excuse not to hand over the treasure map, what would happen? People kept glancing at Lord Ghostmaster and the Cloud Guildmaster—if those two really joined forces, what then?
Another disciple of the Healer’s Sanctuary knelt beside Lucas Lu’s corpse, weeping. He was one of the younger disciples, and this was his first time leaving the Sanctuary since joining. He was only about thirteen or fourteen and had been favored by Lucas Lu, which was why he had the chance to attend the banquet with him. Now that Lucas Lu was suddenly dead, he was completely at a loss.