"Ms. Lonsdale, what kind of trouble are you trying to stir up now?" A guest friendly with Baldwin couldn't help but speak up to stop her, his tone carrying obvious dissatisfaction. "This belongs to the 'SaintHealer', do not be disrespectful! How can you casually question a life-saving remedy that the master worked so hard to develop?"
Baldwin also immediately darkened his face and scolded sharply: "Ms. Lonsdale! This is not the place for you to fool around! Give the sachet back to Lucian immediately! Out of respect for your grandfather, the Shapiro family won't hold this against you!"
Joanna seemed to have finally found an outlet, pouring out all her dissatisfaction with Loyce: "Exactly! You've targeted our Channing time and time again, and now you're even interfering with the medicine meant to save Lucian! What are your intentions? Can't you stand to see the Shapiro family have even a little bit of good fortune?"
Luna also crossed her arms, using stiff English to mock: "Some people have no skills of their own, so they just get jealous of others. Master, please don't lower yourself to the level of such an ignorant person."
Faced with this torrent of accusations, Loyce acted as if she hadn't heard a word.
She simply held the sachet, pushed through the crowd, and slowly walked toward the 'SaintHealer', who hadn't looked her in the eye once.
"SaintHealer?" she repeated the title softly, her tone playful. "Christopher Jefferson, it's been a few years. You've really made a name for yourself abroad, haven't you? You're just slapping any title you want onto yourself now?"
Those words, "Christopher Jefferson," struck the "SaintHealer's" skull like a bolt of lightning!
His arrogant demeanor instantly froze, and he snapped his head around to look at the source of the voice.
When he clearly saw the girl standing in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile, all the strength was instantly drained from his body. The aura of a transcendent sage and his calm facade shattered to pieces in an instant, leaving only extreme terror and disbelief!
How could she be here!?
"Wh-who are you..." Christopher stammered, his voice sharp and distorted, his face instantly turning as pale as paper. Beads of cold sweat poured from his forehead and temples like a waterfall, rapidly soaking his carefully groomed beard and collar.
Loyce walked up to him step by step, a half-smile playing on her lips. "We met in The Savage Coliseum, and you don't recognize me already?"
She merely took one step closer, and the man's body began to tremble violently uncontrollably. He stumbled backward, almost collapsing onto the floor!
"Is it... is it really you?"
This sudden turn of events left everyone around them stunned.
Channing asked Luna in a low, panicked voice: "What's going on? Why does the SaintHealer you brought seem so terrified of Ms. Lonsdale?"

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