Chapter 142: Will you forgive me?

"Aah!" Ezra Zenith jumped at the sight on the floor. It wasn't a blood clot at all, but a red spider nearly an inch long, its body bristling with crimson hairs. An inch-long golden needle pinned its back. It twitched a few times, then went still. "It's fine. Christopher Zenith should wake up soon," Gabriel Jauncy said mildly. As if to confirm his words, the old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and let out a few coughs. "Ezra, what happened to me?" Christopher's voice sounded weak, but compared...