The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 567 - Witchcraft_1

Chapter 567: Chapter 567 Witchcraft_1

Hearing that Greg Jensen had also been injured, concern once again flickered across Amande Burns’ face.

She frowned and asked, “How are you feeling now? Do you need me to get you some medicine?”

“Get me some, but not the kind for external injuries. Get me something to replenish my vitality.”

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Drake Stuart lowered his head, looking at the wound on his chest, “Strange, I haven’t lost much blood, so why do I feel as if I’ve lost a lot of vitality?”

Amande Burns gave him an annoyed glance, took out her phone, and called Julian Stuart to arrange for someone to find some medicinal ingredients that could nourish vitality.

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Drake Stuart watched her back, his brow furrowed in thought, then he asked, “How are you doing with your study of witchcraft?”

Amande Burns’ body trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around, her pupils trembling slightly.

In the silent living room, the siblings stared at each other in silence.

After a long while, Amande Burns exhaled and said indifferently, “If you’re willing, stay here to recuperate. Don’t ask about the rest; that’s my business and it has nothing to do with you.”

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.

“How can it have nothing to do with me?”

Drake Stuart said with a chuckle, “Don’t you want to avenge our father?”

Amande Burns paused in her steps, standing still for a moment without speaking and walked straight into the master bedroom.

The pitch-black living room fell quiet once more.

Drake Stuart sat on the floor, staring at Amande Burns’ bedroom door, lost in thought.

Moonlight spilled over his face, casting a colder glow against his pale complexion.

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“Didn’t find anything?”

“That’s correct.”

Xavier Cooper felt somewhat ashamed as he said, “I’ve checked the martial artists in seven provinces and still haven’t identified those three people.”

“That means the three of them must be from out of town, right?”

Greg Jensen scoffed, “Hiring assassins from out of town sure must have been tough for them.”

“So should we keep looking?”

“Forget it, no need to search anymore.”

Greg Jensen said calmly, “Since they want to hide their identities, and so many days have already passed, you definitely won’t find anything useful.

Let it be, the assassins definitely won’t escape those few families.”

“Alright then.”

Xavier Cooper was still somewhat unwilling to give up. This was the first time Greg Jensen had specifically entrusted him with a task, and he hadn’t completed it.

Greg Jensen smiled and asked, “Have you stabilized your realm yet?”

Xavier Cooper was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, “It’s already stabilized.”

“Hmm.”

Greg Jensen thought for a moment and then said, “With less than half a month before the seven provinces’ martial arts competition, it’s time for you to advance to Grandmaster.”

“Grand… Grandmaster?”

Xavier Cooper thought he had heard wrong. Greg Jensen had mentioned it once before, and he had taken it merely as encouragement from his boss and hadn’t taken it seriously.

Hearing it again, he realized that Greg Jensen was serious.

But becoming a Grandmaster was a dream beyond reach for most martial artists, many of whom would never progress past that point. How could it be as easy as his boss was suggesting?

Moreover, he had only reached Complete Dark Power not long ago. How could he possibly advance to Grandmaster that quickly?

Xavier Cooper looked over in surprise to see his boss watching him with an amused smile, those profound eyes as if they could see through all his thoughts.

He hesitated for a moment and said, “Boss, you’re not joking with me, are you?”

“Do I look like I have that kind of idle time?”

Greg Jensen laughed and said, “Come on, stop dawdling and get to work.”

Following Greg Jensen’s instructions, Xavier Cooper sat aside and began to practice the cultivation technique.

Greg Jensen, drawing on his past experience, proficiently modified the cultivation technique for him, then paid him no further attention and called over Duncan Kong, Thomas Lampe, and Terry Cooke.

“I’ve decided to participate in the martial arts competition of the seven provinces.”

“Boss, is this… too hasty?”

Terry Cooke was the first to object, saying, “Adding you to our current count, we only have four Grandmasters. We don’t even have enough people to compete in the martial arts competition, this…”

“Yeah, boss.”

Duncan Kong also followed, “We’ve just taken down Qin Province, why not prepare for another year?”

Greg Jensen turned to look at Thomas Lampe and asked, “Do you think the same?”

Thomas Lampe hesitated, “Old Zhao and Old Ding aren’t wrong, we truly don’t have enough people to field a competition team.

Of course, if the boss has a way to solve this problem, then participating in the Seven Provinces Martial Arts Competition isn’t a problem, it’s just for gaining experience.”

Greg Jensen smiled, “Then it’s settled. We must take part in this Seven Provinces Martial Arts Competition.”

Upon hearing this, the three of them were stunned.

Thomas Lampe asked in surprise, “Boss, have you found another Grandmaster?”

“No need to look, we already have one.”

“We already have one?”

“Who?”

The three men exchanged puzzled glances and all turned to look at Greg Jensen at once.

Greg Jensen smiled mysteriously, “By tomorrow at the latest, you’ll know who that person is.”

Early the next morning, an anxious Duncan Kong had his breakfast and then went to find Greg Jensen, intending to ask who that Grandmaster was.

Naturally, Terry Cooke and Thomas Lampe followed him.

But before the three men could ask, a hurried set of footsteps approached.

Soon, the door to the study was pushed open, and Xavier Cooper walked in with a face full of excitement: “Boss, I’ve made a breakthrough. Um, you’re all here?”

After speaking, he noticed his father and Duncan Kong were also present.

Thomas Lampe hadn’t caught on yet, and instinctively asked, “You’ve made a breakthrough?”

“Yes, Grandmaster, I’m now a Grandmaster.”

“Grandmaster?”

All three of them were shocked into stillness.

Thomas Lampe closely scrutinized his son, completely dumbfounded, “Weren’t you just recently a Complete Dark Power? How did you…”

Xavier Cooper smiled happily, “Of course, the boss helped me.”

Whoosh!

All three sets of eyes landed on Greg Jensen.

“Boss, is this true?”

“My god, a nineteen-year-old Grandmaster…”

Duncan Kong and Terry Cooke were marvelling incessantly while Thomas Lampe stood frozen, utterly numb.

Xavier Cooper asked cheekily, “Boss, I’ve broken your record, I’m now the youngest Grandmaster, right?”

“Hmm.”

Watching Xavier Cooper’s smug face, Greg Jensen frowned slightly and said, “Yes, you’ve broken the record, and you might even break another one in a bit.”

Xavier Cooper asked blankly, “Which record?”

Greg Jensen said indifferently, “The record for the fastest death of a Grandmaster.”

Xavier Cooper instantly understood and started laughing awkwardly, “Um, that… I was just joking. Records, they’re not important.”

Greg Jensen couldn’t be bothered with him and turned his head toward the other three, smiling, “Do we have enough people now?”

“Enough… we have enough.”

“Alright then, let’s get prepared.”

After giving his instructions, Greg Jensen got up and returned to the bedroom. Looking at Louisa Burley still asleep, he couldn’t help but feel moved and leaned down to kiss her.

The two had not yet made the final breakthrough, but Louisa Burley was already quite skilled in the other aspects.

She sleepily provided Greg Jensen with a full set of services and only after they were done did she fully wake up.