Chapitre 187: Loot

Roughly after an hour.

Jackson woke up finding himself still in the carriage. He looked around and heaved a sigh of relief for that but the hatred in his heart surged as he subconsciously shouted out, "Damn you old fart!"

The guards outside were useless, the butler had fainted and he didn't bring his protector from his family because he was going to meet Imryll.

He continued to curse in his mind till he found the sight of two imagery crystals.

'Is that what I think it is?' A faint hope and wishful thinking emerged on his mind as a thought but he didn't dare to keep pondering on it.

He quickly grabbed the imagery crystals and viewed it.

As soon as he found out that it was he thought, he turned jubilant.

He then continued to check and found no clues of that old fart in it.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he said, "Old fart, since you are not ruthless, I will leave this matter at hand, but if you dare provoke me again, don't think you're going to get lucky!"

Crack!