"Medicine God, what should we do?"
After the crowd dispersed, Zain Ellsworth, looking at Elaenor Wood who was already sitting in the hotel suite reading a book, spoke up to ask for instructions.
The Holy Master is my enemy!
Yet now the Medicine God had helped him.
Zain Ellsworth felt lost about the road ahead.
"Wait and see how things unfold."
Elaenor Wood gently licked her finger and turned the page of the book.
Then, she slightly furrowed her brows.
"Who touched this book?"
She turned to look at Zain Ellsworth.
"Your belongings, no one dares to touch! Moreover, no one has been in the room. I always leave a mark before I leave every day."
Zain Ellsworth said somewhat anxiously, "Medicine God, is something wrong?"
"My book has been tampered with."
Elaenor Wood stood up, walked to the drawer, and took out a silver needle.
She gently dabbed it on the book.
The silver needle instantly turned black.
"Poisoned?"
Zain Ellsworth exclaimed, "How can this be?"
