Misho was not yet unconscious when Jared saved him, so he knew that Jared was his savior.
“No need to be so polite, Old Mr. Giuvali. I just did what I could.” Jared smiled faintly and then asked, “Old Mr. Giuvali, how is your body feeling now?”
“I feel pretty good...” Misho didn't understand what Jared meant.
“Old Mr. Giuvali, did you happen to fight with someone and get injured recently?” Jared asked.
Misho was taken aback, but he merely gazed at Jared in confusion.
On the contrary, Izolda was displeased. “What are you saying? How could someone injure my grandpa? Besides, he didn't fight with anyone recently. Don't speak nonsense.”
Jared ignored Izolda and kept staring at Misho, seemingly waiting for Misho's answer.
After a moment, Misho spoke. “How do you know?”
Jared revealed calmly, “There's a lethal intent in your body. It's obvious that the demons injured you when you fought with them. You've been suppressing this lethal intent with your own aura. That's why no one noticed it, and I didn't perceive it either. But when you were struck by those quinticolor birds, this lethal intent couldn't be suppressed and burst out, causing you to faint. If it were just a simple injury, it wouldn't be so severe. Now that you've taken the pills, although you feel fine, the lethal intent inside hasn't been eliminated. Within an hour, your meridians will shatter, and even immortals won't be able to save you.”
Everyone present was dumbfounded to hear that.
None of them had heard that Misho had fought with the demons, let alone been injured by them.
Misho had always kept a low profile, but everyone knew about his strength, and no one dared to question it.
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