Invisible Security Guard

Yusuf Zuck was shocked, for he was keenly aware that in the briefest moment just before, Rachel Fournier had broken through. Her realm had advanced, jumping from Grandmaster to the realm of truth-seeking, her Qi Sea forming instantaneously, immense and vast.

Rachel Fournier, who had been gritting her teeth and persevering, suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with disbelief. But overwhelmed by intense pain, she had no time to contemplate and could only continue to endure.

At that moment, Yusuf Zuck started to laugh. Rachel Fournier’s breakthrough had caught him off guard. Could his Purple Droplet actually help a Grandmaster advance in rank?

If that were the case, then he had struck it rich.

Of course, this could also be an isolated case. After all, Rachel Fournier had just survived a life-and-death ordeal, so an epiphany leading to a breakthrough was a plausible explanation.

Three minutes hadn’t passed before Rachel Fournier suddenly sat up. Yusuf Zuck reached out and stroked her face, then burst into hearty laughter.

Previously, there were three knife wounds on her face, but now, they were gone, leaving only faint new marks with freshly healed skin—remarkably shallow and barely differing in color. With some sun exposure or a bit of foundation, they would be well concealed.

"You go wash up; I’m heading out." Yusuf Zuck nodded at an ecstatic Rachel Fournier, then turned and walked outside.

Her mental state was extremely unstable, having faced death and then experiencing rebirth and breakthrough, which left her thoroughly disordered. It was crucial for her to calm down by herself at such a time. This woman didn’t need convincing.

Outside the door, four family heads were waiting. The blood of the young man lying in the center of the hall had stopped, and he was bound with iron chains. He appeared to have lost a significant amount of blood, his complexion was pale, and he lay with his eyes closed, motionless.