SHE DID THE WORST I EVER IMAGINE TO ME, I COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES, LOOK WHAT SHE DID

 Three years ago, he gave up on his massive fortune to lead a reclusive life in the countryside with his mentor. Three years later, he returns over a marriage agreement. To his surprise, the engagement is called off.

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a quack doctor from the countryside! How can you possibly be worthy of Dragonia's first goddess of war?"

Chapter 1

"Averill, I can assure you, your cycle is perfectly normal."

In the courtyard of Tranquil Clinic in Eden Village, Felix Zeller slowly lifted his right hand with a look of helplessness.

Before him stood six beautiful women, each with a unique charm. They were smiling as they patiently waited in line.

"But Felix, I don't feel well. Why don't you come to my room and do a thorough checkup?" Averill Davis said suggestively.

Felix smiled wryly.

Ever since his mentor, Gerald Hoffman, brought him to this village three years ago, he had faced constant teasing from these women, his fellow apprentices.

Although he had gotten used to it, it was still tough to handle, especially when they were so alluring.

"Averill, don't push your luck."

"Exactly! It's my turn now. Step aside. Don't even dream about having Felix all by yourself."

As Leslie Brown sat in front of him, Felix sighed and pleaded, "Please, can't you all be more like Eloise, Dahlia, and Karina? Focus on your training and stop wasting time here."

However, his words fell on deaf ears. Leslie's next move made his eyes widen in shock.

Without warning, she began unbuttoning her top, revealing a stunning sight beneath.

"Felix, my chest hurts terribly. Give me a thorough checkup."

Felix swallowed hard, unsure of what to do. It was truly tormenting.

"Dr. Zeller, there's a letter for you," called a postman from outside just then.

Felix hurried out, feeling a wave of relief wash over him.

When he returned, everyone gathered behind him with great curiosity.

Felix was just as puzzled. He couldn't imagine who would send him a letter—his parents had passed away, and he hadn't heard from any of his relatives in a long time.

Opening the letter, he immediately sensed the commanding tone in the writing before even reading the content.

"Felix Zeller, I'm Xena Summers, your betrothed. Listen up. By the time you receive this letter, I'll have become the first goddess of war in Dragonia. The difference in our status is far too great.

"I've already torn up my copy of the marriage contract, and yours should be destroyed as soon as you receive this. Our relationship was a mistake from the start."

Felix smirked, finding Xena incredibly arrogant from the way she commanded him.

"Haha! Felix got dumped!"

"Yeah, can you believe it? Our sweet and handsome Felix got dumped by a woman!"

"Isn't Xena the one Mr. Hoffman arranged for you to marry?"

"The first goddess of war in Dragonia? Ugh, she thinks she's so special. It's laughable. Felix is skilled in both medicine and martial arts. He just doesn't show off."

"Say the word, Felix, and I'll get you Xena's head."

Felix felt surprisingly calm as he listened to their chatter.

He knew of Xena but had never met her. Their marriage had been arranged by Gerald long ago, and he never expected it to be called off so abruptly.

Truthfully, he could have any of his fellow apprentices if he wanted, but Gerald's orders were clear: he wasn't allowed to make any move on them unless he had fulfilled the marriage contract.

"You're going to look for Xena as Mr. Hoffman told you, am I right?" asked Mira Cohen.

Felix nodded, his eyes filled with reluctance. But he couldn't disobey Gerald.

"Yes. I plan to leave right away."

Gerald had told him that whether the marriage was to be annulled or consummated, he had to obtain approval from Xena's grandfather, Curtis Summers.

No one else—not even Xena—had a say. So now, Felix had to seek out Curtis.

The next moment, everyone extended their hands toward him.

"Take these with you. When you meet Xena, beat her and make sure she understands that being a mere goddess of war means nothing in front of you."

Felix was stunned. He didn't know what they were offering, but they had to be extraordinary.

"This is a Supreme Black Card from Concord Bank. The balance should be enough for you to spend."

"Felix, money is too common. Take this letter. The largest listed companies will be yours."

"Take this fragrance pill I recently developed. Just one, and women won't be able to resist you."

"Take this key. When you have time, visit the vault at Concord Bank. Everything you need will be there."

Each of his fellow apprentices offered something unique, and Felix was deeply moved. They all genuinely cared for him, and over the years, they had become family to him.

Suddenly, something flew toward him. Felix swiftly caught it and found that it was a dragon-shaped ring. Its quality and feel hinted at its remarkable nature.

"Felix only needs to bring that with him," came Eloise Foster's voice.

Instantly, Felix's fellow apprentices wore expressions of utmost respect. Eloise, the most senior among them, was usually elusive and rarely revealed herself.

"Dragon Alliance is a small faction I created years ago. The Dragon Ring represents my presence, and whoever wears it shall command respect. You may go now."

Felix felt grateful and dared not say much more than, "Thank you, Eloise."

As he returned to his room to pack, he didn't notice how dumbstruck the others had become.

Heavens! The world-renowned Dragon Alliance turned out to be established by Eloise. And she called it a small faction.

Perhaps only she could have described it so.

Chapter 2

By the time Felix stepped out of his room, everyone was already gone. With his departure, his fellow apprentices likely wouldn't stay in Eden Village either.

Thinking about it made Felix fume. Three years ago, Gerald had brought him here and then disappeared without a trace. It was utterly irresponsible of him.

The sounds of knocking pulled Felix from his thoughts.

He looked up to see several unfamiliar faces standing at the courtyard gate. Even though the gate was open, they hadn't entered, showing some degree of politeness.

Felix walked over and noticed a few Mercedes G-Wagons parked outside the clinic. Evidently, these were wealthy individuals.

"Excuse me. Is the miracle doctor here?" asked a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, looking very refined. His name was Vincent Kinsley.

"The miracle doctor left this place almost three years ago."

Vincent's face fell. The miracle doctor was a legend in Dragonia's medical world. He was their last hope, and now, he was gone.

Beside him, a striking woman in a black jumpsuit gritted her teeth and pulled out a black-and-white card, throwing it to the ground in frustration.

"Dad! I told you the Miracle Card is a scam, but you wouldn't listen!"

Miracle Card?

Felix crouched down and picked up the card without minding the dirt on it.

After examining it, he said, "This is indeed a Miracle Card. Who's sick?"

The so-called Miracle Card was issued by Gerald. There were only nine in existence, and whoever possessed one could request the miracle doctor's services.

As Gerald's apprentice, Felix was well aware of this rule.

"Do you know where the miracle doctor is?"

Hope filled Vincent's eyes, and the woman looked over as well.

"I don't, but since you have a Miracle Card, I can help you."

According to Gerald's instructions, Felix wasn't allowed to reveal their mentor-apprentice relationship to outsiders. Hence, this was the best he could do.

"You? Dad, let's go. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

The woman turned to leave, but Vincent grabbed her wrist.

"Wendy, your grandfather's life is hanging by a thread. Since this young man says he can help, why not give it a try? He recognized the Miracle Card, which means he must be able to do something."

Wendy Kinsley gazed at Felix with disdain.

"Seriously? You think he can save Grandpa? Dad, you must be crazy! He looks too young! Even if he started practicing medicine from a young age, what can he possibly do now?"

Felix frowned. He was willing to help anyone who presented a Miracle Card, but Wendy's back-to-back mockery was starting to annoy him.

Still, he glanced at the ambulance behind the line of Mercedes G-Wagons.

"Your grandfather is probably in that ambulance, right? After sunset, he'll start coughing up blood every hour. His breathing will become labored, and it'll take about five minutes to stabilize.

"After the third time, he'll even start coughing up black clots. This is my phone number. Call me when you change your mind."

Felix was willing to help, but he wasn't going to beg to do it.

Watching as Felix walked away, Wendy remained scornful. "A country bumpkin with delusions of grandeur. He probably saw our luxury cars and thought he could squeeze some money out of us."

Vincent sighed but didn't say anything more. He had taken Felix's phone number, holding on to it as a sliver of hope.

At that moment, Wendy's phone rang. Her eyes widened as she listened to the call intently.

"Dad! Let's hurry home. Hugo has managed to bring the master healer, Dr. Fielding, to Avesburgh!"

Vincent was astounded, thinking, "What? Dr. Fielding, one of the top ten healers in Dragonia? That's excellent news! Surely, Dad would have a chance now."

…

By late afternoon, Felix had arrived in Avesburgh, where Xena resided, and headed straight to the address stated on the marriage contract.

Despite feeling indifferent toward Xena, Felix knew he had to follow Gerald's instructions. Everything depended on Curtis' decision.

After slipping the security guards with a few bills, Felix smoothly entered Silverwood, one of Avesburgh's most luxurious residential areas.

Interestingly, this neighborhood didn't exist when he left Avesburgh three years ago.

Arriving at Villa No. 8, he found the gate open, a sign of the owner's confidence in the security measures of this residential area.

He rang the doorbell, and soon, a woman appeared.

She had an assertive demeanor, short hair, fair skin, and most strikingly, impeccable features that rivaled some of Felix's fellow apprentices.

She was dressed in military attire, seemingly preparing to head out.

"Who are you?"

"Felix Zeller. You must be Xena."

Xena's expression shifted slightly, then she stepped aside. "Come in."

Once Felix was seated in the living room, Xena spoke up, "I am Xena, alright. Haven't I made myself clear enough in the letter?"

Her expression remained stoic, occasionally betraying a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"You have, but my mentor has repeatedly emphasized that only Mr. Summers Senior can speak on this matter. You don't have that authority."

Xena was genuinely stunned for a moment before laughing in disbelief.

"What did you say? I'm the foremost goddess of war in Dragonia, and you, a doctor from a small village, dare to say I lack authority? It seems you've been isolated from reality for too long."

Felix could sense her air of superiority, but he remained unfazed. "Where's Mr. Summers Senior?"

Xena sat down as well, saying, "For Grandpa's sake, I'm showing you some respect by letting you inside. You should learn some humility.

"Our social standings are worlds apart, not just in this lifetime, but for generations to come."

When Xena saw that Felix was unmoved by her words, her gaze turned colder. "From what it seems, you haven't torn up that marriage contract, have you?"

Felix nodded. "As I said, the decision lies with Mr. Summers Senior."

The next second, Xena's right hand held a handgun, its dark muzzle aimed squarely at Felix's forehead.

"Did you think I was being kind? Either tear up the marriage contract now or die for offending a goddess of war. Choose."

Even though Felix had never had a gun pointed at him, he showed no fear. If he wanted, he could resolve the crisis in a blink of an eye.

"I don't care what you do. Your grandfather will be the only decision-maker."

"You!"

Xena glared at him, filled with anger and frustration. It was just a bluff. She wouldn't actually kill him.

The day after her promotion, her parents had presented her with the marriage contract.

Proud and independent, Xena couldn't fathom letting others choose her future husband. Particularly, she couldn't accept someone like Felix—a seemingly ordinary man, even bordering on mediocrity.

"Fine! You want to see Grandpa, right? Follow me."

They reached the top floor of the five-story villa, where Felix saw Curtis lying in the bedroom.

"This is my grandfather. He fell into a coma a year ago and hasn't woken up since. I even sought the master healer, Dr. Fielding, but he couldn't help.

"So, you won't be able to get anything from him. I'm offering you one last shred of dignity. Destroy the marriage contract, and I'll do you a favor when you're in need."

Chapter 3

While Xena loved Curtis dearly and had tried every means to cure him, a troubling thought crept into her mind: she hoped he wouldn't wake up at this moment.

That was because Felix was insufferable. Not only was he useless, but he also dared to act superior in front of a goddess of war like her. He clearly had no idea who he was dealing with.

Felix didn't respond to her condescending remarks. Instead, he rushed over to check Curtis' pulse, his expression growing serious. "It's the Phantom Poison. No wonder."

Xena frowned. "Are you saying Grandpa's been poisoned?"

"That's right. It's the most potent Phantom Poison there is. If it had been detected earlier, I could have neutralized it immediately. But it's been over a year, and it has become more complicated.

"We need some rare herbs to treat it. Thankfully, the master healers you contacted did a decent job. Though they couldn't remove the poison, they managed to keep him alive."

Xena's expression twisted with a mix of emotions. "Looks like I misjudged you. You're not just a mediocre village doctor. You're a delusional one. Your act is almost impressive."

She didn't know much about medicine, but she had consulted countless renowned master healers for Curtis. Who did Felix think he was to judge them?

Felix stood up and faced Xena. "I know you look down on me, but I'm not lying about your grandfather's condition."

To be honest, Xena couldn't help but marvel at his shamelessness. It was truly unparalleled.

"Now that you know Grandpa can't speak, can you leave? As I've said before, destroy the marriage contract. We come from different worlds, and the gap between us is unbridgeable. You should know your place."

Xena's tone was firm and unyielding. She'd had enough of Felix's impudence and wanted him to understand the true status of the first goddess of war in Dragonia.

"I'll gather the herbs and return to treat Mr. Summers Senior," Felix stated and promptly took his leave. It was as if Xena's stunning beauty held no allure for him at all.

Xena glanced at Curtis with a complex look, then shut the door. Her phone rang just as she turned away.

"Dr. Fielding, what can I do for you?"

Xander Fielding, a renowned traditional medicine practitioner in Dragonia, was one of the top ten healers in the country and the last doctor to treat Curtis.

"Lady Summers, after consulting numerous ancient texts and seeking advice from several senior experts, I finally understand why your grandfather remains unconscious."

Xena's heart leaped with hope. Her bond with Curtis was profound and irreplaceable.

"Please, tell me."

"Your grandfather isn't ill. He's been poisoned. And it's the most potent Phantom Poison."

Xena's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and she spoke through gritted teeth, "Please, Dr. Fielding, treat him. I will reward you generously!"

However, Xander sighed deeply. "The delay has made things very difficult. I'm afraid I'm powerless. But…"

His pause rekindled Xena's hope.

"But what?" she asked urgently.

"But there's one person who can cure your grandfather—the legendary miracle doctor. With his help, he can even bring the dead back to life."

Xena knew of the miracle doctor, but he was elusive, having vanished years ago. His nine Miracle Cards had become rare treasures, and obtaining one was difficult, even for someone of her status.

"Please, Dr. Fielding. Help me locate the miracle doctor. I will also mobilize all my resources."

After hanging up, Xena suddenly froze in her tracks. "Wait! Felix also mentioned Grandpa was poisoned with the Phantom Poison. Could he actually be skilled?"

But then she shook her head with a chuckle. "No way! It must've been a lucky guess."

…

Felix felt a bit helpless upon leaving Silverwood. The herbs needed for Curtis were rare and nearly extinct, but he would usually have no trouble finding them.

The problem was he didn't have contact with any of his fellow apprentices, as Gerald had ordered him not to rely on them too easily.

Therefore, he had no choice but to depend on himself. "I wonder how Uncle Warren is doing. Since I'm back, I should pay him a visit."

Avesburgh was his hometown, after all. He had many connections there.

…

Meanwhile, at the mansion of the wealthiest family in Avesburgh, Wendy and Vincent were anxiously waiting for someone.

As a Mercedes-Benz pulled up, the two hurried over.

"Mr. Kinsley, this is Dr. Fielding."

An elderly man and a young man stepped out, and Vincent and Wendy became extremely excited.

"Thank you for coming all this way, Dr. Fielding."

The elderly man was Xander, a difficult master healer to reach.

"Lead the way. The patient's health is paramount."

Wendy followed behind, walking alongside the young man, Hugo Lambert.

"Hugo, thank you so much for your help."

Hugo was from another wealthy family in Avesburgh, and he had long been infatuated with Wendy.

"Don't mention it, Wendy. My grandfather had some connections with Dr. Fielding. Otherwise, it would've been impossible to get him here. I just hope he can help your grandfather."

Hugo had been yearning for Wendy's attention for a long time, and considering the Kinsley family's immense wealth, getting together with her would significantly benefit his family. Hence, he had spared no expense in bringing Xander over.

Ten minutes later, Xander lifted his hand from Bernard Kinsley's wrist after reading his pulse.

"Dr. Fielding, how's my grandfather?" Wendy asked anxiously.

Xander, accustomed to such reactions, shook his head slightly. "It's too late. Your grandfather's condition is due to an old internal injury. His lungs have been damaged for over a decade.

"The occasional coughing was a warning sign. Perhaps his pride kept him from mentioning it."

Wendy was distraught. “That's impossible! Grandpa has regular checkups. Everything was fine."

Xander snorted. "Are you questioning my expertise? His lung injury involves a subtle, wandering current of air. Such things are undetectable by ordinary medical instruments."

Wendy staggered back several steps, and Hugo hurriedly caught her, his expression just as grim.

If they failed to save Bernard, it would undoubtedly affect his plans.

Just then, Bernard suddenly sat up on the bed and began to cough violently. He spat out a mouthful of blood, struggling to breathe as if in the throes of a severe asthma attack.

"Dad!"

Vincent and Wendy rushed over to him.

Wendy suddenly turned to look out the window. It was already dark.

She recalled Felix's words from earlier that day. He had told them that after sunset, Bernard would cough up blood every hour and have difficulty breathing for about five minutes.

Wendy was struck with realization as Felix's prediction replayed in her mind.

"He was right. He was right about everything!"

Chapter 4

"Please, Dr. Fielding! Save my father. I'll give anything!" Vincent pleaded desperately.

Bernard's life was crucial for the family, and as his son, Vincent was willing to do whatever it took.

Xander sighed. "Your father will not make it through the night. But since I'm here, you have another option. I can extend his life by a month. Decide quickly."

Before Vincent could respond, Bernard croaked out with great struggle, "D-Do it."

Vincent quickly agreed. Prolonging Bernard's life for a month was better than losing him now.

Meanwhile, Wendy had slipped out of the room, looking visibly torn as she held her phone. She remembered the phone number Felix had given them earlier that day due to her sharp memory.

"Grandpa, I'll do anything for you," she murmured, her face set with determination.

…

At a certain residential area in Avesburgh, Felix stood in front of a three-story villa, feeling a mix of emotions. It had been three years since he last saw Warren Quinton.

Warren had been his father, Matthew Zeller's, best friend since childhood, and they shared a bond closer than that of blood brothers.

Just as Felix was about to ring the doorbell, he received a phone call from an unknown number.

"Hello?"

"This is Wendy, who brought over the Miracle Card earlier today. First, I want to apologize. Can you please come to check on my grandfather? He's coughing up blood like you predicted."

Felix couldn't help but smirk. Some people just needed to learn the hard way.

"Alright. Send a car to pick me up. I'm at Villa No. 6 in Azure Residences."

"Okay. By the way, we have a master healer here who claims he can extend my grandfather's life by a month."

Felix replied casually, "Tell him to leave. Doing so will only make your grandfather beyond saving."

As soon as he hung up, a voice called out, "Felix?"

Looking up, Felix saw a middle-aged man in the yard, staring at him in disbelief.

"Uncle Warren, it's been three years. You look even younger than when I last saw you."

Warren's eyes instantly filled with tears. He couldn't believe it was his best friend's son standing before him. "Thank God! My prayers have been answered!"

He rushed out and hugged Felix tightly, tears streaming down his face.

After a brief but heartfelt reunion, they went inside the villa.

"Nattie! Sasha! Look who's here!"

In the living room, a woman was lounging on the couch while watching TV, her legs extended in full view.

"Ah! Pervert, what are you looking at?" she screamed when she locked eyes with Felix. Upon realizing he was a stranger, she bolted upstairs.

"Warren, really? Sasha was practically naked. You should've told us someone is coming! Who is he anyway?"

Felix immediately recognized the two women. One of them was Warren's wife, Nattie Wood, and the other was their beloved daughter, Sasha Quinton.

"Nonsense! She's not naked. And even if she were, so what? Felix isn't a stranger."

Nattie scrutinized Felix, and then it clicked. "Felix Zeller?"

Her expression unexpectedly became bitter as she said, "What? Are you back to freeload off us?"

Felix understood her implication. After his parents passed away, he lost interest in managing the family business, which was subsequently taken over by his relatives.

Later, he met Gerald and decided to give the millions of dollars left by his parents to Warren for safekeeping. But little did Nattie know that Felix no longer cared about money.

"Shut it! Prepare some food. Now that Felix is finally back, we're going to have a drink. Stop spouting nonsense if you don't want me to get pissed."

Sensing Warren's rising anger, Nattie reluctantly went to the kitchen.

As Warren led Felix to the dining table, he beamed with joy.

"I'm so glad you're back. If it weren't for your financial support, my company wouldn't be where it is today. You basically own half of the company.

"Also, I once made a promise with your father to arrange a marriage between you and Sasha. It's about time we start planning your wedding."

Before Felix could refuse, Sasha, now dressed properly, reappeared.

"No way! Dad, you want me to marry him? Absolutely not!"

Sasha was undeniably beautiful, but the disgust on her face was off-putting.

"Do you think you get to decide?" Warren bellowed.

Sasha was near tears. "I won't marry him! You said he spent the last three years working as a doctor in a small clinic in some village. How could he be good enough for me?

"So what if he gave us millions of dollars before? The money would be long gone by now if he had kept it. Anyway, can't we just repay him the money?"

When Warren stood up, Nattie quickly intervened, holding him back as she placed a plate of food on the table. "Warren, calm down. This is all so sudden. Sasha needs time to process it. We should let them get to know each other first."

Felix spoke up as well, "Uncle Warren, Aunt Nattie is right. Marriage is a lifelong commitment, and our feelings for each other should be mutual."

He knew Warren well—he was straightforward and valued loyalty. He rarely went back on his word. So, this way, they could ease the tension and find a reason later to call the marriage off.

Nattie gave Sasha a look, and the latter relaxed a bit. "Dad, I'm sorry. It was just too sudden."

As expected, Warren visibly calmed down. "Alright. You have three months. Then, you two will marry."

Food was served, and Nattie smiled warmly. "Make yourself at home, Felix. You're like family."

Sasha sneered. "Mom, he came empty-handed."

Felix ignored the two of them. He had only come to see Warren after all. He had known for years that Nattie and Sasha were extremely opportunistic.

"Uncle Warren, here's to you." Felix raised his glass, cutting off Warren's impending outburst.

"Felix, tell me. What have you been up to? Three years ago, you said you were going to work at a clinic in a village, then changed your number. Do you know how worried I was?

"Matt is gone, but I treat you like a son. Just let me know if you have any difficulties."

Despite Warren's company growing bigger over the past three years, he remained humble, which was Felix's only solace.

"Warren, you're overthinking it. Felix is capable and doesn't need our help," Nattie interjected, her tone implying that she didn't want Felix to freeload off them.

If he were to insist, they would repay the million dollars he had given them, without interest, of course.

"Exactly, Dad. Felix is outstanding. He doesn't need us," Sasha added.

Felix was about to say something when the housekeeper, Brenda Criss, entered. "Mr. Quinton, there's a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked outside. They say they're waiting for Mr. Zeller."

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was a rare sight in Avesburgh.

Felix replied, "They're here to pick me up."

Chapter 5

The Quintons turned to Felix, each with different emotions. Warren felt an inexplicable excitement, whereas Nattie's and Sasha's faces were full of contempt.

"Felix, you've really learned a thing or two in the past three years," Nattie remarked, her tone dripping with sarcasm despite the seemingly complimentary words.

"A Rolls-Royce? Felix, you're amazing. I bet a helicopter will come pick you up the next time," Sasha chimed in with blatant mockery.

"Uncle Warren, I'll visit you again," Felix said, ignoring their words. He had more pressing matters, as the person with the Miracle Card required immediate aid.

As Warren saw Felix out, Nattie and Sasha reluctantly followed. Their expressions shifted slightly upon seeing the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked at the gate, but they remained unimpressed.

"Are you Mr. Felix Zeller?" asked a man in a tailored suit and white gloves. He was Marco Jensen, the Kinsley family's chauffeur.

Upon Felix's confirmation, Marco opened the car door for him and then swiftly drove away.

Brimming with pride, Warren declared, "Did you see that? I knew Felix would rise to greatness. That was a brand-new Rolls-Royce Phantom! Sasha, marrying him would be your greatest fortune."

Warren entered the villa with hearty laughter, while Sasha crossed her arms with a sneer.

"Dad is too biased toward Felix to see through his act. That car was obviously rented."

Nattie nodded in agreement.

"Exactly! Felix underestimates us if he thinks this will get him to marry you and take a share of our assets. Sasha, you need to make Felix back off within these three months."

Sasha clung to Nattie's arm, her eyes gleamed with confidence. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll get rid of him in a week!"

At the thought of Felix's shabby appearance, Sasha was convinced he was a good-for-nothing trying to marry her for her family's wealth. There was no way he would succeed.

…

In the grand Kinsley Mansion, Xander was waiting for the concoction he was brewing to be ready. Only then could he combine it with acupuncture to extend Bernard's life.

"Dr. Fielding, the medicine is ready."

A rich herbal aroma filled the room, and Xander stood up.

"We can begin."

Hugo had left, seemingly for some urgent matter. But his absence didn't matter since Xander had promised to extend Bernard's life. The Kinsley family would owe him a significant favor, and getting together with Wendy afterward would be a breeze.

Wendy gathered her courage to speak up. "Dr. Fielding, could you please wait for a moment?"

"Hm? What do you mean?"

As one of the top ten master healers in Dragonia, Xander had a commanding presence. Wendy swallowed nervously under his intense gaze, clearly intimidated.

"Please be understanding, Dr. Fielding. I've also invited another master healer. He… He claims he can cure Grandpa and not just extend his life."

Before Xander could react, Vincent roared in anger, "Nonsense! Get out of here. Who do you think you are to make decisions?"

Vincent was worried about offending Xander, as it would mean losing his aid altogether.

"Dad, I'm telling the truth! It's the young man who knows about the Miracle Card. I've already called him and sent a car to pick him up. He should be here soon."

Vincent frowned at the mention of Felix. He remembered him well, especially after the latter had correctly predicted Bernard's condition. For a moment, he was stunned.

Meanwhile, Xander was just about to lose his temper when he heard about the Miracle Card.

"Miracle Card? You… You've invited the miracle doctor?"

Xander was on the verge of hysteria. Meeting the legendary miracle doctor and receiving guidance would improve his medical skills immensely.

Wendy hadn't anticipated Xander's excited reaction and hurriedly explained, "Dr. Fielding, we do have a Miracle Card, but the person coming isn't the miracle doctor.

"He's a young man who knows about the Miracle Card and says he can save my grandfather."

Xander's expression turned sour.

"Humph! You got my hopes up for nothing. Your understanding of the situation is laughable. The nine Miracle Cards left by the miracle doctor have been widely known for years. Plenty of people recognize them. Yet, you put your faith in a newbie. Ridiculous!"

Without waiting for Wendy or Vincent to respond, Xander continued, "Just tell me. Do you want me to extend his life or not? I'll leave now if the answer is no.

"You have no idea how valuable my time is. I wouldn't even bother coming here if it weren't for the Lambert family."

At this point, Vincent, who trusted Xander more quickly, smiled apologetically. "Dr. Fielding, please calm down. We ask that you proceed. I promise no one will interrupt you again."

Noticing Vincent's stern look, Wendy swallowed her words. She had only started to believe Felix because he accurately predicted Bernard's condition. Now, her faith wavered once again.

Just when Xander approached Bernard to begin the acupuncture, the door swung open, and Felix walked in. He took one look and immediately frowned.

"Doing that may extend his life by a month, but you lose the chance of fully curing him."

Xander whirled around, furious. "Who do you think you are? How dare you question me!"

Vincent panicked. He had been so focused on calming Xander down that he forgot about Felix's imminent arrival. "Get him out of here! Now!"

"Do you think I want to cure him? I'm only here because of the Miracle Card."

With that, Felix stepped forward, his presence intimidating enough to silence some of them.

"Brat, are you the one boasting that you can cure Mr. Kinsley Senior? What a disgrace to the traditional medicine world. Now that I'm here, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Ignoring Xander's rant, Felix paused in his tracks and raised his right hand.

Three silver needles appeared between his fingers. With a swift motion, the room was filled with a harmonious sound as the needles flew toward Bernard.

"Melodic Strike? How is that possible?"

Xander was dumbstruck. Only highly skilled practitioners could make acupuncture needles sing. This demonstration alone left him in awe.

Immediately, his eyes darted over to see the needles' precise landing points. At the same time, Bernard's face had turned a healthy shade of red, his skin lightly trembling.

"The Pierce of Trinity," gasped Xander.

Stumbling back a few steps, he collapsed to the floor.

His teeth were chattering as he asked, "Who… Who are you?"

Chapter 6

Although Wendy and Vincent might not have understood the full extent of what was happening, the sight of the arrogant Xander sprawled on the floor in shock made them realize Felix was the real deal.

"Remove the needles in an hour. Your grandfather will wake up tomorrow fully recovered," Felix stated before turning to leave.

He was here solely to fulfill Gerald's duty concerning the Miracle Card.

"Pierce of Trinity… My God, I can't believe I witnessed the Pierce of Trinity."

Snapping back to reality, Vincent quickly nudged Wendy. "Go after him!"

Then, he helped Xander to his feet and asked, "What's the Pierce of Trinity?"

"It's one of the most miraculous acupuncture techniques in traditional medicine," Xander explained instinctively.

"The Pierce of Trinity can cure most ailments. Though it has been passed down, very few can perform it. I've practiced for five years and still haven't mastered it."

Reflecting on Bernard's condition and the placement of the three needles, Xander had no doubt it was the Pierce of Trinity.

"So… he is a highly skilled doctor?" Vincent asked.

Xander glared at him, suddenly remembering the importance of the situation.

"Of course! He's a real master healer. I'm not even close to his level! Remember. Remove the needles in exactly one hour, or suffer the consequences."

He left behind a final warning before rushing outside.

Vincent was elated. The effort of getting the Miracle Card hadn't been in vain. Bernard was saved.

In the spacious courtyard outside, Felix stood with a look of exasperation on his face.

"Hey, are you going to give me a ride or not?"

Kinsley Mansion was located in the suburbs of Avesburgh. He couldn't possibly walk home.

Marco was equally troubled. He bowed deeply to Felix and replied, "Sir, please don't make it hard for me. Ms. Wendy just called and told me not to leave without her permission."

Wendy happened to arrive just then. She bent over to catch her breath, having run over the whole way. Her modest neckline had slipped, revealing more than intended.

Nevertheless, Felix had spent the past three years with his six beautiful fellow apprentices and was entirely immune to such distractions.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Wendy answered in a hurry, "Thank you for saving my grandfather. I sincerely apologize for everything that happened this morning."

Felix frowned. "You've already apologized. Now, can you let him drive me back to the city?"

Wendy was genuinely puzzled. She was a successful CEO well-known for her beauty and had plenty of admirers. Yet, Felix, brimming with youthful vigor, seemed completely unaffected by her charms.

"Can I know your name?"

Felix started to grow impatient. He simply wished to leave and search for the rare herbs to cure Curtis.

"It's Felix Zeller."

At that moment, Xander rushed over with impressive speed. Those skilled in medicine often had various ways to maintain their health, and thus physical exertion was nothing to him.

"Sir! I was blind to your greatness and offended you. Please forgive me."

Felix's expression darkened. "I'll say this one last time. Can I leave now? As for you, get lost."

Xander fell silent, and Wendy uneasily handed Felix a card.

"Mr. Zeller, this is the Kinsley family's Golden Card. It lists our family's enterprises. With this card, you'll receive VIP treatment anywhere."

Felix took the card, not caring much about it. He just wanted to get out of here immediately.

Sensing his impatience, Wendy signaled Marco with a nod.

As the car door opened, Xander clenched his teeth and said, "Sir! There's a significant figure whose grandfather—"

Felix interrupted with a cold look. "What does that have to do with me?"

Xander helplessly watched Felix leave. He thought perhaps the latter might be able to cure Curtis.

Unfortunately, he had left a bad impression.

"Ms. Kinsley, could you give me his contact information?" Xander asked.

Wendy gave a rueful smile. "Dr. Fielding, you've seen how he is. We, too, initially underestimated him just as you did. I'm afraid I can't."

With a bitter chuckle, Xander also left. He would have to relay the news to Xena, hoping that her esteemed position might allow her to get Felix's contact information from the Kinsley family.

After all, finding the elusive miracle doctor seemed far less likely than reaching out to Felix.

On the way back, Felix felt his stomach growl and asked Marco, "Does the Kinsley family own any restaurants? If so, drop me off at one of them."

At the moment, he only had a little over 200 dollars in his Cash App and no other savings. Gerald had left him a card with a huge sum of money, but he couldn't use it until his and Xena's marriage contract was resolved.

As for the Dragon Ring from Eloise and its connection to the Dragon Alliance, he had no clue how to use it. Fortunately, Leslie had slipped her Supreme Black Card from Concord Bank into his pocket before he left, so money wasn't a concern.

But since he had taken Wendy's Golden Card, he figured he might as well make use of it.

…

Half an hour later, at one of Avesburgh's most luxurious restaurants, Luxe Dining, two attractive women walked hand in hand toward the entrance.

"The renovated underground parking lot is such a hassle. We have to park over there and walk."

"Oh, come on. You want to eat something nice but complain about everything. If you keep this up, I won't buy you this meal."

"Hey, don't go back on your promise."

One of them was Sasha, accompanied by her best friend, Ruth Lester. They had agreed the day before to dine at Luxe Dining.

Even for just the two of them, the meal would cost no less than 3,000 dollars, which spoke volumes about Luxe Dining's high-end prices.

"Wow! A brand new Rolls-Royce Phantom. I wonder which wealthy family owns it," Ruth exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

Sasha glanced over, spotting the car parked not far away. A sense of foreboding washed over her. Sure enough, as the car door opened, the very person she despised stepped out.

It was Felix.

"He's quite a looker. Is he from out of town? I don't recognize him."

"Good thing I'm here, or you'd be fooled! That's Felix Zeller, the guy I told you about. He rented that car to show off," Sasha said with a sneer.

Ruth's smile vanished. "Ugh, I thought he was some rich guy and was about to flirt with him."

However, Sasha's eyes gleamed with a plan. Grabbing Ruth's hand, she led her toward Felix. "It's a perfect chance. I told my mom I'd make he disappear within a week."

As Felix was about to enter Luxe Dining, he heard a sarcastic voice behind him.

"Well, if it isn't Felix! Are you planning to dine here? You know you can't get in without a reservation, right?"

Chapter 7

Felix turned and saw Sasha.

Just his luck.

He didn't want to argue with her, but he decided to say, "Sasha, you don't have to worry about what your father said. There's no future between us. I'll break the news to him in a month."

Sasha chuckled. "At least you're self-aware. That saves me the trouble. You'd better stick to your words, or you'll regret it when I do it my way."

Ruth chimed in, "You might not know how popular Sasha is now. She has more admirers than she can count, and many of them are from wealthy families. You're no match."

Then, she glanced at the tail lights of the disappearing Rolls-Royce Phantom. "Renting a fancy car might change your appearance, but it won't change who you are inside."

Felix nodded, relieved Sasha wasn't pursuing him. He never liked her, not three years ago, and certainly not now. Her family's company's success had only made her more arrogant and superficial.

As Felix headed into Luxe Dining, Sasha scowled, and her disdain became evident. "Are you deaf? I said you need a reservation and a membership card to dine here. Don't expect me to take you in."

However, Felix ignored her.

Sasha thought she was warning him out of kindness and felt disgusted by his ignorance.

"Ruth, let's wait a bit. If he gets kicked out and tries to blame me, it might involve even my dad."

"Good idea. We can't let him take advantage of us."

From their spot, they could see the restaurant's front desk. Felix had already walked up to it.

"Good evening, sir. May I have your membership card or phone number, please?"

Felix shook his head. "I don't have one."

Though the receptionist maintained a polite smile, there was a hint of mockery in her eyes. "I'm sorry, sir. We operate on a member reservation basis. You might want to try another restaurant."

Felix reached into his pocket and pulled out the Golden Card Wendy had given him. "Will this work?"

The receptionist's demeanor changed instantly. She became extremely respectful as she said, "Sir, my deepest apologies. With this card, you are one of our most esteemed guests. Would you prefer to dine in the main hall or a private room?"

This was the first time she'd seen someone with the Kinsley family's Golden Card. Suddenly, Felix seemed so much more attractive.

"Get me a private room," Felix replied.

Although he was dining alone and could have made do with a meal in the main hall, he didn't want to risk running into Sasha. She would definitely ruin his appetite.

Plus, he preferred a quick meal, which wouldn't disrupt the restaurant's business.

"Sir, my name is Donald, the manager of Luxe Dining. It's an honor to have you here. Please follow me," greeted Donald Peck, who had been instantly notified of the Golden Card's appearance.

"Sure."

Outside, Ruth nudged Sasha, who was engrossed in her phone.

"Hey, Sasha, what's going on? Felix's not getting kicked out but being escorted by someone who looks like the restaurant manager. Could his status be greater than we thought?"

Sasha glanced up briefly and scoffed.

"Nonsense. He probably made a fuss about wanting to dine here. The manager is likely taking him somewhere discreet to handle the situation without disturbing the other guests."

Ruth's eyes lit up. "You're right. That guy's so clueless. Luxe Dining is owned by the Kinsleys, the wealthiest people in the city. He doesn't know what he's getting himself into."

Meanwhile, Felix was led into a private room. However, his expression soured immediately. The room was so large and opulent that he felt awkward dining alone.

"Could you find a smaller room? I'm just here for a simple meal," he said.

"Of course. Please follow me."

Given that Felix possessed the Golden Card, any lapse in service could cost not only Donald's job but also the general manager's. Therefore, he quickly complied with his request.

As they retraced their steps, a woman in a long white dress walked toward them.

Her presence was commanding, and even though she wasn't deliberately showing off, her demeanor made passersby instinctively step aside, clearing a path.

Felix sighed. He only wanted to have a meal, but his luck seemed to be taking a nosedive—first running into Sasha outside, and now encountering Xena. It was starting to ruin his appetite.

Xena noticed Felix but didn't pause her stride. With a cold tone, she remarked, "To land a job at Luxe Dining must be quite an accomplishment for you."

Her arrogance was palpable, as usual.

Felix had no desire to explain to her. After all, Xena was no ordinary person. She was the formidable goddess of war. Even if Felix were the manager of Luxe Dining, it wouldn't make a difference.

Besides, their marriage was in Curtis' hands, and Felix had no intention of currying favor with her.

In fact, the sight of Felix brought Xena a sense of satisfaction, as the more he integrated into high society, the more he would understand her elevated status.

She was confident that he would eventually find the situation absurd and might even voluntarily destroy the marriage contract.

Upon entering another private room, Xena found a middle-aged man inside. He was of average height but had a sly, calculating look in his eyes.

"Xena, please take a seat. I've ordered some of your favorite dishes."

Perry Glover was Xena's uncle. After all, not just anyone could invite her out for a meal.

"Uncle Perry, don't be so formal. You've got into some trouble again, haven't you? You didn't mention it over the phone, so it must be serious."

Perry shifted awkwardly. "Let's eat first. We can discuss it while we eat."

Xena didn't press further and sat down. She then said with a serious tone, "I heard from my deputy that you've been associating closely with Kane. Just a heads-up—thread carefully.

"Kane is no ordinary man, and his background is quite tangled. Even I haven't managed to find any useful information about him. I trust you understand the implications."

Kane Guerra, also known as Lord Kane in the underground circles of Avesburgh, was a figure of immense power feared by many. Even the wealthiest families had to show him respect.

When Perry was about to respond, Xena's phone rang. It was from Xander.

"Dr. Fielding, do you have any news?"

Xena's voice was laced with anticipation, her focus moved entirely to Curtis' condition.

"Sort of. I didn't meet the miracle doctor, but I did come across a young man at Kinsley Mansion today. His medical skills, while not up to the legendary miracle doctor's standards, are impressive and might be sufficient to treat your grandfather.

"I must admit that I'm quite impressed."

Xena was surprised to learn that there was someone with medical skills surpassing Xander's and that he was just a young man.

"What's his name? Where can I find him?"