The news of Mr. Clark's death was not propagated due to his unique identity.
It did not cause even the slightest stir.
Common people were unaware that an old man that had appeared so ordinary had actually been the real culprit behind the scenes.
However, the identity of Mr. Clark could not be hidden from those determined to find out.
Joseph Shaw combined the information he had gathered and the news reports he had read to figure out Mr. Clark's identity.
Mr. Clark... was dead?
Joseph's pupils constricted and condensed ever so slightly. Where was the antidote for the Errol Virus then?
He contacted Julian Shaw at once.
Julian had predicted the call. Before Joseph could ask, he said in a calm and composed manner, "Yes, M r. Clark was indeed the King. He is dead, but I only have the simplified version instead of the full version of the antidote."
Joseph digested the information he had learned for a moment before he said suspiciously, "You don’t have the full version of the antidote? Julian Shaw, you're not going to burn this bridge after crossing it, right? I helped you capture Mr. Clark this time at the very least."
"When have I ever gone back on my promises?" Julian sounded rather tired. "Your subordinates are going to have the flare-up soon too, right? I can send over the preparation method for the simplified version of the antidote to you. You can make it yourself, or you can ask me for the complete product. It’s up to you."
Julian was very straightforward about wanting to hand over the preparation method for the simplified version of the antidote. Plus, he did not seem to be feigning his lethargy. Joseph could not help believing him a little.
He pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid that I won’t be able to prepare the antidote on my own in time, so I might need to trouble you to supply 1,030 doses to me. After that, I will produce it myself."
"Sure," answered Julian straightforwardly. "Give me a n address and I shall order someone to deliver the antidote. I shall send over the preparation method to you later."
Joseph acknowledged that and then asked slightly hesitantly, "Julian, why are you giving it to me just like that? What are your conditions?"
Julian scoffed coldly. "You did me a favor and I promised you the antidote in return. There's no need for me to ask for more conditions. However, your favor to me will be considered repaid after this incident. If I encounter you again from now on, I'm still going to come after you for abducting Susie and Chessie without fail."
Joseph raised an eyebrow and burst out laughing suddenly.
"What are you laughing about?” Julian furrowed his brows.
"Nothing important.” Joseph relaxed his expression." I'll be waiting for the day you will come after me.
However, you won't be able to locate me that easily from now on. I already chose the path of betrayal the day I chose to work with you. I've already lost my place. Besides, I do not need to be under those people’s control now that I have the antidote.”
"Where are you planning to go?" asked Julian.
"Don’t know yet. I'm still at sea now," Joseph said calmly. "I took 3,000 crew members with me when I departed. I have excellent weapons and adequate funds and I can even perhaps build a small organization for fun.”
"Then I shall wish you all the best," said Julian nonchalantly.
He had never expected that he and Joseph would be able to converse in such a calm manner one day.
"Thank you, cousin.” Joseph chuckled.
"It was nothing." Julian hesitated for a moment before he said, "There's one more thing that I need to tell you.
The simplified version of the antidote is not effective for a lifetime. It will lose its effect in five years at most."
"What?" Shock flashed past Joseph’s eyes involuntarily.
Julian told him about Mr. Clark's statement once again.
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