Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 909 - 523: The Three Epochs of Great Dreams_2

Chapter 909: Chapter 523: The Three Epochs of Great Dreams_2

Logan slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling quite curious as to why Maya Leaf’s surname was Leaf and not Johnson.

However, he soon thought that Maya Leaf might have taken her mother’s surname.

Taking the mother’s surname must entail its own story.

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But since Maya Leaf didn’t mention it, Logan had no intention of probing further.

He nodded slightly, his voice now carrying a few more threads of gentleness than before.

“It’s been a long time, I didn’t expect today’s meeting to be so rushed, but I still wish you smooth sailing.”

...

Maya Leaf smiled, a trace of melancholy flashing in her eyes.

Ever since they had parted ways in the Secret Land, she had often thought of Logan’s care for her within that place, and the old folks in the Family Clan seemed to have noticed her abnormal behavior, tightening their control over her more than before.

Nevertheless, all of it didn’t matter to her; it was just her own wishful thinking. No matter how much those old men tried to control and monitor her, it was pointless.

“Thanks, and as for the Johnson Family, I suspect they might stir up some trouble. Take good care of yourself, and may we meet again if fate allows.”

After finishing her words, Maya Leaf turned and left gracefully.

Logan watched as Maya Leaf departed and the crowd dispersed, the once lively entrance returning to its usual quietude in a moment’s time.

Turning his head, Logan took the Elixir he had retrieved and held it in his palm, patting Ellie, who was hanging her head low.

“What are you thinking about? Let’s go in and see your mother first.”

Just after making the bet with Dwayne Johnson, and once he had left, Logan had already gone in and taken out another Elixir to feed to Ellie’s mother.

He was mainly concerned that any delay could be harmful to Ellie’s mother’s health.

Now having the Elixir back, he was still planning to give it to Ellie.

Ellie’s mother had just taken the Elixir not long before and was currently in a state of unconsciousness.

Ellie followed Logan and entered, seeing her mother still not awake, her face full of worry.

“Benefactor… my mother, why hasn’t she woken up for so long… could there be any danger?”

Although Ellie didn’t want to doubt Logan’s abilities, she couldn’t help but think this way.

It was mainly because her mother had become like this after taking the Elixir, and it had been so long without her waking up, which made her extremely anxious.

“Don’t worry, there should be no major problem. I’ll come again tomorrow; you shouldn’t worry too much either, just get some good rest.”

After saying that, Logan placed the Elixir into a small porcelain bottle and tucked it into Ellie’s embrace.

“Keep this Elixir as well, and give it to your mother to take a month from now. Your mother can’t take two potent Elixirs at once; her body wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Ellie’s eyes filled with tears. Although she didn’t want to shed useless tears in front of her benefactor, being moved and scared intermingled, she just couldn’t control her emotions.

“Benefactor… thank you.”

…

After having done all he could, Logan left Ellie’s house.

Not willing to linger any longer, as he found it meaningless, and since the issue was resolved, he decided to head home.

However, on his way back, Logan felt something odd.

He purposely stopped at the entrance of a pastry shop, standing as if he was queuing up.

But he was actually paying attention to the crowd passing by behind him.

A little while later, he continued walking forward.

His senses were as sharp as a hunting cheetah, awakening silently in the night. As he stepped lightly forward, he immediately sensed an invisible shadow flitting between his steps, as if dancing with him. Whenever he quickened his pace, the shadow, like a leaf in the wind, swayed, changing the rhythm of its steps; and when he slowed down, the shadow too seemed to sense his tempo, unconsciously slowing down, as if fearful of breaking this delicate balance.

Every move he made, every slight change, was precisely captured and mimicked by this mysterious shadow. Their footsteps intertwined in the silent night sky, like a mystical melody, harmonious yet full of tension. He was aware of this shadowy presence, yet unable to see its true face; he could only guess and judge based on his perception. This peculiar sensation made him both excited and nervous, as if he were in the midst of an unknown adventure.

Once Logan confirmed someone was indeed following him, his expression unconsciously became more serious.

Who, he wondered, was trailing him?

But soon, he already had an answer in mind.

He had not crossed anyone here, and if he had to speak of enemies, it would be none other than the Johnson Family.

He intentionally headed toward a corner and then hid there.

He truly wanted to see who had the audacity and courage to ambush him.

At the same time, he wanted to confirm whether his suspicion was correct.

Not long after, that person sneaked toward the corner, looking anxious, as if afraid of losing Logan.

Logan’s expression turned stern, and upon seeing the person appear, he kicked out fiercely, tripping them.

In that moment of distraction, the man’s body spun out of control, hurtling forward. However, he was not one to be easily manipulated by fate. The hidden power within his body erupted at the critical moment, like a cheetah bursting forth before a hunt.

He quickly adjusted his body, performing an agile roll to cleverly change his falling pose. His muscles tensed, like coiled springs gathering strength, readying for the impending impact.