Chapter 499: Ghost Blade Strikes!

Asher Jauncy withdrew his hand with a detached calm. The old man looked as if he'd been granted a pardon at the last second. It was like he'd just staggered back from the Gates of Hell. His legs gave out, and he slumped against the wall, gulping air in ragged, greedy breaths. Cold sweat sheeted his face. He looked utterly wrecked. Asher watched him in silence, expression unreadable, waiting. It took the old man a long while to steady himself. When he finally spoke, his voice was so weak it barely...