NovelEnglishNelson put on a murderous look when he threw out that suggestion. Merlin furrowed his brows and stated, "Joining forces to kill him isn't a problem, but he's now the future son-in-law of the Sanders family. We'll be in deep trouble if they learn that we killed him." Nelson fell into silence. The power of the Sanders family was common knowledge. Nelson's Dragonheart organization and Merlins' Novastar Organization might be the top gangs in the world, but they were nothing compared to the indomitable Sanders family.
The Sanders family could easily crush them like a bug.
Elena opined, "We don't have to get our hands dirty, though. I'm sure the Osbornes want to get rid of Sebastian after he destroyed Marcus' cultivation base." "Yes, but Frederik Osborne might not have the guts to kill him," lamented Merlin.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"He might not have the guts to murder Sebastian in broad daylight, but nothing is stopping him from secretly assassinating Sebastian. I can offer my help too," Elena said with a knowing grin.
"How are you going to help?" Merlin asked in curiosity.
"You'll know that after the deed is done. Just wait for the good news." Smiling cunningly, Elena made her way to Marcus' room.
After a few days of rest and recuperation, Marcus' health had improved noticeably. Despite his physical recovery, he couldn't shake his despondence over losing both legs. He realized he faced a future confined to a bed or wheelchair.
There was also the looming possibility of losing his position as the Osborne family heir to his younger brother. Beyond that, he was worried about the impact of his disability on his future sex life. Recovering from such a tragedy would undoubtedly require considerable time. A look of surprise and admiration crossed Marcus' face when Elena showed up in his room. In the past, he would have tried to get her into his bed, but he was in no mood today. "Ms. Spark, we're not acquaintances. Why are you here?" asked Marcus.
Elena began to say, "Mr. Osborne, I feel sorry for the tragedy that befell you. I'm here to visit you and to offer help." "How are you going to help me? Fix my legs?" He snickered. In fact, he had considered getting his legs reattached, but he nearly lost his thighs as well due to the severe tissue damage around his stumps.
The tissue damage occurred due to Sebastian's divine energy, or more accurately, his spiritual energy. Spiritual energy was more powerful than divine energy. They were fundamentally different from each other, just like the difference between diesel and aviation fuel.
As Sebastian's spiritual energy was a composite of active and passive energy, it was highly destructive. His opponent would suffer from the immediate impact upon contact with his spiritual energy, and the remaining active and passive energy would continue to destroy the body tissues.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElena replied, "I can't do that as I'm not a doctor. But I have a way to avenge you." "I don't need you to avenge me. My family could get rid of him if we wanted to," Marcus boasted.
"Indeed, the Osbornes have the power to kill him. But do you dare? He's the future son-in-law of the Sanders family. Would your family risk angering the Sanders for you?" Elena challenged him.
Marcus fell silent. He had repeatedly asked Frederik to avenge him, and Frederik seemed willing until he learned that Sebastian was engaged to the Sanders' daughter. After that, Frederik started brushing off Marcus' request, clearly unwilling to seek revenge for his son. "Are you saying you can help?"
"Yes." Elena then handed him a porcelain bottle. The content is on novelenglish.net! "What's this?" Marcus was curious.
Elena chuckled. "It's a colorless and odorless lethal poison it kills @nce it gets into the bloodstream."
"Are you kidding? Look atnow! Do you think I could poison him? M Marcus growled at her in anger.
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