Jean Lingol was facing death for the first time.
A person had just vanished before his eyes.
This was the first time he had witnessed the dark side of the world, and the first time he had felt how insignificant and helpless everything was in the face of life and death.
"Jean, it's over now, everything is over," Xia Qingtian understood that Carla had been silenced when she heard Jean Lingol say this.
Just like Teacher Song on the divine mountain...
The golden button reappeared in her mind, and Xia Qingtian's gaze deepened. What exactly was that damned organization?
"Ah!" Jean Lingol raised his hand and clutched his head. His head ached, and his stomach felt unwell.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
"Jean!" Xia Qingtian immediately stepped forward and hugged Jean Lingol. "It's not your fault, none of this is your fault..."
"I could have caught her, just a little more... just a little more..." Jean Lingol sobbed uncontrollably in Xia Qingtian's arms.
Xia Qingtian lowered her head, her eyes also reddening.
"Qingtian?" Mobius had been watching Xia Qingtian and came to check on her.
He had only walked halfway when he heard someone crying loudly, and when he got closer, he saw this scene.
"Mobius, please help him." Xia Qingtian looked at Mobius, her voice also laced with tears.
She didn't know what to do either. So many things had happened in the past two days, and she was reaching her limit.
"Okay." Although Mobius didn't know what had happened, he still walked over and helped Jean Lingol up. "Guests might pass by here. Let's take him to his room first."
Xia Qingtian responded and, with Mobius, sent the crying Jean Lingol, who was on the verge of a seizure, back to his bedroom.
On the way, Xia Qingtian told Mobius that Carla had been silenced.
Mobius now understood why Jean Lingol had lost control.
Witnessing such a scene firsthand, anyone, no matter how strong, would break down.
After they sent Jean Lingol back to his room, Xia Qingtian even washed a towel and wiped the bloodstains from his hands and face. "Remember to change your clothes later. You can't wear this outfit anymore."
"Thank you, I'm much better now." Jean Lingol finally seemed to have regained his senses, taking a deep breath and saying, "I'm sorry for losing my composure and causing you trouble."
"It's okay, you were chasing after her for me, so I'm the one who should apologize," Xia Qingtian said apologetically. "I'm sorry."
"No, don't say that. Fortunately, it wasn't you. If it were you..." Jean Lingol was interrupted by Mobius before he could finish.
"She has already witnessed that scene," Mobius said, looking at Xia Qingtian.
"I was scared to death then," Xia Qingtian gave a dry laugh. Back then, Song Junhan had planned to cause her to have a car accident, but she had used adrenaline to counterattack. Song Junhan was sent flying by a car right before her eyes.
She still remembered the blood splattered everywhere.
"Qingtian, you should go to the East Reception Hall first. The banquet is about to begin, and I'll be there shortly," Mobius said to Xia Qingtian.
"Okay," Xia Qingtian replied. She knew she couldn't help much here, so it was better to leave it to the more capable Mobius.
Therefore, Xia Qingtian only nodded to Jean Lingol before heading directly to the East Reception Hall.
Mobius, who remained, sighed as he looked at Jean Lingol.
"Mobius," Jean Lingol looked at Mobius and hesitated before speaking. "I... I've heard people in the circles say that you... you have the ability to see people's futures. If, I mean, if it's possible, can you tell me what my future is like... How will I die?"
"A person's future changes based on their subjective consciousness and actions," Mobius said to Jean Lingol. "What I see may not necessarily be the most accurate."
"Tell me," Jean Lingol looked at Mobius and took a deep breath.
"You will die accidentally in a street fight in two years," Mobius replied. "23 East Cross Avenue."
Upon hearing Mobius's words, Jean Lingol's pupils constricted.
That was precisely where he was living now, a very secluded place that even Madam Camille didn't know about!
"Your future is changeable; it all depends on what you ultimately decide to do," Mobius told Jean Lingol. "Jean, go back to the Lingol family and say goodbye to your absurd past."
After saying this, Mobius gave Jean Lingol a deep look before directly leaving his room.
He had told Jean Lingol about his fate before, but Jean Lingol had not believed him at the time, claiming he never believed in the false concept of destiny.
But this time.
Having witnessed death firsthand, Jean Lingol believed.
Xia Qingtian, this change is also because of you.
Mobius walked, his gaze shifting.
On the other side, just as Xia Qingtian left Jean Lingol's room, she heard a beep.
[Beep—
The Chosen One System has been activated.
Congratulations to the host for successfully preventing the impending disaster at Camille Manor. Reward: 10积分, which can be used for exchange in the Chosen One Mall and lucky draw.
Please continue to strive for more!]
The system's electronic voice was accompanied by an excited tone, sounding much more personable.
Hearing this voice, Xia Qingtian's mood also improved.
The road to revenge was still long, and the system was her aid, and more importantly, her life-saving artifact.
After this, she should still complete tasks properly and earn more积分 and various rewards.
Xia Qingtian walked into the East Reception Hall with light steps. It was then that she heard a servant inform her that the guests had moved to the banquet hall.
When Xia Qingtian arrived at the banquet hall, Madam Camille had already given a brief speech. She was now arm in arm with the well-dressed Amiya, announcing to everyone that she had officially adopted Amiya as her daughter.
Amiya would become the sole heir of Camille Manor.
This announcement was undoubtedly a bombshell, stunning everyone, even Amiya herself.
It was Xia Qingtian who was the first to applaud, a sweet smile on her face.
With Xia Qingtian leading the applause, the crowd finally reacted and began to clap and cheer.
The grand banquet of Camille Manor officially began at this moment.
Melodious music, magnificent backdrops, and a sea of flowers created a scene of the most luxurious fashion feast as far as the eye could see.
As Xia Qingtian moved through the crowd, intending to offer her congratulations to Amiya, she heard a familiar voice mock her.
"What are you crowding forward for? Do you really think you've become a VIP guest at Camille Manor just by borrowing Mr. Gu's light? Have you forgotten your own status!"