Chapter 69: A Grand Gift for the Santee Family

Beneath the ancient spirit tree. Benson Santee stared at the sharp-leaf-shaped Spiritual Mark on his left palm, stunned. It was small and exquisitely formed, the fine lines within it so clear they looked carved by a meticulous hand. "What is this?" He rose to his feet and turned to Dover Yoppe as the old man approached. Dover nodded again and again. The shock on his face faded, replaced by open admiration. "Brother Benson really does have fate with Holy Tree City. Even the ancient spirit tree...