Chapter 287: Robbed

"What the hell… did this stupid turtle fall asleep?" Kevin Letherdale realized the turtle had not reacted at all. Only then did he sense how heavy and sluggish its aura was. It was out cold. This damn turtle had promised to act as his protector, and it had actually dozed off? Worse, Kevin knew turtles were notorious for sleeping like the dead. If nothing major happened, waking it up was nearly impossible. Panic tightened in his chest. He was in the middle of Pill Refining. He could...