Chapter 753: Chapter 753: Genuine Replacent_1 Chapter 753: Chapter 753: Genuine Replacent_1 “No, you’re not Greg Jensen; he’s just a restaurant owner.”
Valeria Shimpson was bewildered, sizing up Greg Jensen, trying to spot his “flaw.”
But no matter how she looked, that face was identical to the one she rembered.
Greg Jensen laughed and said, “What, do you want to bring up your embarrassing monts?”
“I… What embarrassing monts could I have?”
“Rember back in school, there was a ti you wanted to confess your feelings to but didn’t dare to, so you just asked out for drinks.
After only two bottles of beer, you got drunk and spent half the night kissing a tree…”
Valeria Shimpson’s eyes widened in shock; she finally convinced herself that the man before her was indeed the one she had secretly loved for years.
Because that incident Greg Jensen talked about was known only to the two of them, a little secret between them.
She still couldn’t quite believe it and asked, “Are… Are you really Greg Jensen?”
“Genuine as they co,” Greg Jensen replied with a smile.
Stunned, Valeria Shimpson uttered, “But how did you… beco Barry Wolfe?”
Greg Jensen said with a smile, “I had to do it because of so special reasons.”
“Oh, no wonder.”
Suddenly, it dawned on Valeria Shimpson, no wonder Louisa Burley used to travel so often to the provincial city; Greg Jensen was Barry Wolfe.
Thinking of how she once treated Greg Jensen, she couldn’t help but blush.
He was the ruler of the northwest, and even the top families like the Stuart Family and the Milton Family had perished at his hands.
And she had treated him as just so restaurant owner?
It was ridiculous!
Valeria Shimpson wanted to find a hole to crawl into out of embarrassnt for how she used to look down on Greg Jensen, compared to how embarrassed she felt now.
“What’s going on with your father’s health?”
Upon hearing this, Valeria Shimpson imdiately beca serious and said, “I have no idea, he just passed out suddenly, and the hospital couldn’t find anything wrong.”
Greg Jensen frowned and made a call to Fox, instructing him to look into the Shimpson Family’s situation.
After half an hour, Fox sent a ssage detailing the poisoning situation of Valeria Shimpson’s father.
After reading the ssage, Greg Jensen looked up and asked, “Has your father been competing with a foreign company for a project recently?”
“Ah, it seems there was such a thing.”
Testingly, Valeria Shimpson asked, “Does my dad’s health have sothing to do with this project?”
“Mhm.”
Greg Jensen nodded and said, “But you don’t have to worry, I’ve already sent soone to handle it.”
While speaking, he took out a Detoxification Pill and handed it to her, saying, “Give this Detoxification Pill to your father to take over seven days; after that, a few days of rest and he will be all right.”
“Okay, thank you… Thank you so much.”
Valeria Shimpson dared not doubt Greg Jensen anymore and carefully took the Elixir, then found a small bottle and solemnly stored it away.
After thanking Greg Jensen, Valeria Shimpson fell silent, not sure what to say next.
“Have you… looked for her?”
Greg Jensen was taken aback, then he realized who the “her” Valeria Shimpson was referring to.
He nodded and said with a smile, “I am looking for her.”
Valeria Shimpson hesitantly said, “Her fiancé… seems quite formidable; you must be careful.”
“Mhm, thank you.”
Greg Jensen smiled and stood up, saying, “All right, take the Elixir and go back for now. If you need anything, co find Teresa Cotes in Healington, I’ll ntion it to her later.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Valeria Shimpson thanked him again and then left the great hall, walking three steps before looking back each ti.
Greg Jensen watched her retreating figure, lost in thought.
“Amande, are you doing well now?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve already found soone from the Hidden Gate. I believe it won’t be long before I find you.”
…
In the side hall, Teresa Cotes checked the pulses of her senior brother and martial uncle once more, her expression both delighted and puzzled.
“How co the healing pills he provided are more effective than those from our Sect?”
Bowen Griffin’s injuries were grave; his internal organs had been damaged by a saber’s qi. Although he had begun recovering after taking the elixir from the Danxia Sect, the progress was extrely slow.
However, after taking the pills given by Barry Wolfe, he regained consciousness much quicker, but due to the severity of his wounds, he had fallen asleep again.
Dwayne Law’s injuries were even worse, his whole body was burnt to a crisp. If it had not been for his strong cultivation supporting him, he likely would have died by now.
The dicine from the Danxia Sect could only just maintain him from imdiate death.
Similarly, after taking Barry Wolfe’s pills, his body experienced a significant transformation.
Not only did his True Qi spontaneously circulate, but the charred skin on his body also began to flake off, revealing new skin underneath as tender and pale as jade.
If one person’s recovery could be seen as a coincidence, the accelerated healing of both her senior brother and martial uncle proved that Barry Wolfe’s dicine was indeed healing pills, and even better than those of the Danxia Sect.
But how could this be possible?
Teresa Cotes couldn’t believe, firstly, that Barry Wolfe would be so kindhearted, and secondly, that there was soone in this world capable of concocting elixirs better than the Danxia Sect.
However, the reality in front of her left her no choice but to believe.
As Teresa Cotes pondered, she suddenly heard footsteps from outside and imdiately tensed up, quickly circulating her True Qi in silent readiness.
Imdiately after, Greg Jensen stepped into the room.
Teresa Cotes instinctively positioned herself in front of her senior brother and martial uncle, asking warily, “What are you doing here?”
Greg Jensen, without responding, sat down casually in a chair and said, “If I wanted to kill you, I could do it at any ti, so there’s no need for you to be so nervous.”
Teresa Cotes’s face changed slightly. Reluctantly, she had to admit the truth in Greg Jensen’s words.
“What do you really want?”
Greg Jensen said indifferently, “Tell about your Danxia Sect.”
“Danxia Sect? What do you want to know?”
Teresa Cotes couldn’t help but feel puzzled; within the remaining Sects of the Hidden Gate, each one was quite familiar with the others.
What’s there to say about the Danxia Sect?
Greg Jensen asked, “What is the status of the Danxia Sect within the Hidden Gate?”
Upon hearing this, Teresa Cotes jolted and blurted out, “Aren’t you one of the Hidden Gate?”
“What makes you think that?” Greg Jensen asked with a smile.
Teresa Cotes replied, “The status of the Danxia Sect within the Hidden Gate is well known. If you were one of the Hidden Gate, you wouldn’t ask such a question.”
Greg Jensen smiled and nodded, dropping the pretense and saying, “I’m indeed not one of the Hidden Gate, which is why I want to learn more through you.”
“Sorry, I have nothing to tell you,” Teresa Cotes said coldly.
“Okay then, I’ll just go and kill those people outside now,” Greg Jensen threatened as if to walk away.
Teresa Cotes retorted with a cold laugh, “You won’t kill Violet Robbins and the others. You need them to make elixirs for you; otherwise, you wouldn’t feed them your Poison Pills. Am I right?”
Greg Jensen paused, then nodded, saying, “Indeed, I wouldn’t easily kill Violet Robbins and the others, but I could kill your senior brother and martial uncle.
Afterwards, I could even wipe out your Danxia Sect. After all, Daoist Violet is definitely not as principled as you are; he should be willing to show the way.”
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