On Demarco Mount, flowers bloom, and grass is lush, full of life.
However, inside the luxurious palace, the atmosphere is oppressive.
On the jade bed lies a woman.
The woman is ashen-faced, as if she's dead.
Standing around her are many people.
"Mr. Shadow, is there any way?"
Hiddy stands at the window, her brows furrowed with worry.
By the time she received the message, Quella Radcliffe was already unconscious.
Her vital signs were rapidly disappearing.
In such an emergency, she could only use one of Demarco Mount's treasures, the jade bed, to prolong Quella's life.
"It's very strange, you could say she's dead, but she's not. Quella is a normal person; she's not like us martial artists and has no spiritual power within her. Look, she's in a coma now, but she still has a heartbeat, though it's very slow," Shadow Kims said thoughtfully, propping his chin with his hand. "What's stranger is that her heart only beats once a minute, and very weakly at that!"
