"The archenemy of mankind, Barrett Walker, has committed another crime, murdering his mother and brother! His wicked behavior is abhorrent!"

"Why would there be such bestial behavior, as the old wolf spoke, due to his lack of maternal love and past sexual abuse during childhood, resulting in a twisted mind!" At this time, a wave of condemnation against Barrett Walker has swept through the federal government, making him a pariah. This outcry against Barrett Walker has even overshadowed reports of an alien invasion, spreading far and wide, and even causing dissatisfaction in the university town.

But at this time, Barrett Walker was unaware of all this. After Singh Phoenix came to see him that day, he had already decided to seclude himself. Looking at the pale, paper-like Rose on the sickbed, Barrett Walker felt a pang of heartache, wondering why no one had ever told him.

Sitting by the sickbed, Barrett Walker simply held Rose's hand tightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Why the heartache now? Why did you never inquire about her condition before?" Glenna sat on the side, constantly sneering.

Barrett Walker had no words to reply, looking apologetically at Rose, shaking his head with deep affection. Now he had to leave again, and who knew when he would be able to return. Without refuting Glenna's words, he reached out to touch Rose's face, remembering the words she had written that day. She could wait. Barrett Walker probably owed her for the rest of his life. Like a contented ostrich, burying its head in the sand, feigning ignorance, he was very calm at this moment, letting go of everything. So he didn't want to avoid. He said to Rose, "What do you need to get better? I will definitely make you better."

A glint of vitality flashed in Rose's eyes as she shook her head slightly and said in a low voice, "I have recently felt a strong vitality surging in my body. It won't be long before I can recover. When the body transformation is complete, I will be able to help you completely."

"Hmph! He wants all your blood. Will you give it to him?" Seeing Rose's expression, Glenna couldn't help but get angry. Why was she still trying to defend him at this point?

"Give! Can you exchange it?" Barrett Walker looked at the infuriated Glenna. Hadn't they already made up? Why was she still against him?

"As long as you can give, that's good. Rose, did you hear that? Now this man is willing to exchange blood with you. Hurry up and do it! As long as he's willing, the restorative power in his blood is a good thing. After exchanging blood, it will be much stronger than your two types of enhanced body virus." Glenna looked at Rose lying on the sickbed with a smile, thinking about Barrett Walker's incredibly powerful and abnormal recovery ability. She even couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips as if she had encountered something delicious.

"Are you really going to give it?" There was a strange gleam in Rose's eyes as she stared straight at Barrett Walker, afraid that he would say something that didn't match her current state of mind.

"Give!" Barrett Walker said firmly.

Rose let out a long sigh, as if she had already received something she cherished, and said to Barrett Walker, "Let it go! It's good that you have this intention."

"How can you let it go? This guy owes you, and he gave it. Even if it regrows, it will only make him more exhausted and weak." Glenna watched anxiously from the side. Barrett Walker's amazing and terrifying recovery ability, she didn't know how many people envied it! But she also didn't know what this woman was thinking, actually showing resistance. Perhaps this was the foolishness of a woman in love!

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As soon as Barrett Walker pressed the acupoint on Rose's body, she fainted. Barrett Walker looked at Glenna, who was glaring at him, and said, "Don't think of me so badly. She's unwilling to exchange while awake. I'll try to make her better while I'm in seclusion!"

"Hmph! Consider yourself to still have a conscience!" Glenna said casually, and then went out to call someone.

Barrett Walker felt his body gradually emptying and watched as a stream of bright red blood flowed out, tinged with a faint gold. It left him bewildered, but he did not dwell on it too much, perhaps this was the reason he was able to absorb the gold.

Watching the golden-blooded infusion into Rose's body, her drawn blood seemed translucent, almost watery, and the more blood Rose received, the more vibrant her complexion became. Barrett watched with utmost satisfaction, at least he could settle a matter of the heart after his seclusion.

The narrow hospital room was still filled with onlookers, all of them high-ranking members of the War God Academy, including the principal and the dean, and all direct disciples of Danus Leao.

"Rose is truly fortunate! To receive such bloodline, it is..."

"Hush! Keep your voice down, can't you see there are two patients here?" Ang Lee turned around and glared fiercely at the speakers. He was the senior brother and had the authority to enforce punishment.

"Alright, we understand!" The group immediately fell silent, knowing that Ang Lee was not usually so strict, but they had touched on some sensitive topics that they were not allowed to discuss further.

Barrett Walker was bidding farewell to his university days, and had arranged to meet with Monica and Julia. Today, he was generously treating them, reserving the top-floor Emperor's Suite at the luxurious Imperial Palace. Of course, this was all thanks to Lorienna Brons' connections, as Barrett did not have much money. The gesture was enough.

The atmosphere in the private room was quite eerie. Barrett felt a desire to leave as he watched Rose sitting in her wheelchair, draped in a blanket. However, he was pulled back by his sister and could only sit there helplessly. Even Barrett himself was beginning to regret his actions, wishing he had quietly slipped away. This meeting was awkward, to say the least.

Ferg Clair remained engrossed in his book, while Monica savored the rich soup before her. It seemed to be the most delicious thing in the world, but Monica was also preoccupied with reading the news on her phone and occasionally chatting with Lucy Phoenix. Nancy and Mario Phoenix were the most carefree, constantly fighting over their chopsticks and enjoying each dish, loudly expressing their delight and appreciation.

Danny winked at Barrett and then stood up, saying, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Danny! Wait for me, sis! I also need to go to the bathroom! I'll push you later," Barrett said, and followed Danny out of the private room.

"Can't you all be quiet!" Barrett looked down at the people below, wishing for the Phoenix sisters to leave. But the thought of Nancy Phoenix's thick-skinned nature made him feel frustrated. You've had your fill of the feast, why can't you just leave? And Singh Phoenix, he really had to bring these two little girls along with him.

"Well, well! I was wondering why my birthday reservation for this private room was suddenly contested. I never expected to find so many beauties here! Such a shame! How could I not have someone to accompany me!" Suddenly, the door was pushed open from outside, revealing a man of no more than five feet, dressed in a black suit despite the scorching weather. He even wore sunglasses and had a pockmarked face. He raised his glasses, revealing a pair of small, sly eyes, staring at the beautiful women in the room with a look that seemed to want to devour them all. When had he ever seen so many stunning women, each with her own unique allure, whether noble, beautiful, or alluring? Surely anyone would envy such a sight and be left drooling.

As the figure, suddenly appearing as sly as a fox, caught Barrett Walker's attention, his brow couldn't help but furrow. How could such a person show up here, he wondered, glancing at Lorraine Brons. Lorraine Brons cast a look of disdain at Barrett Walker, then stood up and walked towards the man. Behind him, she noticed a group of burly, uniformly dressed bodyguards, who had already subdued the security here. Lorraine Brons' expression turned extremely ugly. How dare someone cause a scene in her presence? "Who are you?" she demanded.

"I am Moshe Lorde of the City Gang," answered Moshe Lorde, clearly unaware of the identity of the heiress of the Imperial Court. He gazed at her with a drunken look, having played with women for so many years, never encountering one as beautiful as Lorraine Brons. Even if it meant offending the Imperial Court, he was determined to take these exquisite women back with him.