Chapitre 1637: 707 Extra Three Only Acacia Cannot Be Healed_3

Mandy Hill drops her spoon, raises her hand and a faint purple light envelops him.

A transparent droplet emerges from between his brows, floating delicately in Mandy's palm.

"Look, how beautiful it is."

The droplet is crystal clear and full, as if it contains a myriad of worlds, reflecting an unparalleled brilliance.

His eyes are fixated on that droplet, and some memory breaks through in his mind.

He steps forward excitedly.

"This is what she once promised to give me. If you want it, you have to exchange something of yours."

"What do you want?"

Mandy looks at his mouth: "Your voice is extraordinarily beautiful. I want you to give me your voice in exchange."

He says without hesitation, "I'll exchange it."

"Won't you reconsider?"

Seeing his determination, as unshakeable as a mountain or the sea in his eyes, Mandy sighs deeply: "So be it. This degree of foolishness is beyond cure."