<b>Chapter </b>1138 <b>Good </b>at Acting


    Austin’s eyes widened in shock. What did Wynter mean by possessing his body?


    Wynter didn’t have time to exin much. With a single hand lowered, she steadily chanted, “Begone, spirit. Release this vessel’s hold and return to whence you came in peace unfold.”


    With each word she uttered, Alijah’s expression grew more ferocious, as though he were looking for the


    next vessel. However, all four directions were sealed off, and he couldn’t escape.


    As Wynter spoke the final word, Alijah suddenly roared to the sky, releasing a thick ck mist.


    Wynter noticed it and timely evaded it.


    But the ck mist headed unabashedly toward Dalton’s direction because that was the only gap left.


    Every malevolent spirit loved bodies with dense fortune, aside from immediate kin.


    When Alijah saw Dalton, his eyes lit up. Dalton had such a potent fortune. Just one suck would help him recover from the injuries he’d suffered.


    Sucking his fortune was fine, but possessing him wasn’t.


    Alijah wasn’t stupid. He knew such people bore heavenly luck.


    But after all, Dalton was human. Regardless of who it was, if their energy was sucked away by a malevolent spirit, they would fall ill.


    Wynter didn’t want Dalton’s condition to worsen. She had fed him so much precious herbal medicine, and she hadn’t borrowed his fortune regrly. Where did this malevolent spirit get its nerve?


    At this thought, Wynter raised her hand, ready to dismiss Alijah.


    Austin, however, stood in front of her. “Wynter, don’t!”


    He knew Wynter’s methods. If she acted, Alijah would be finished.


    Blocked like this, Wynter missed the best opportunity to stop Alijah.


    Alijah immediately took the opportunity to get closer to Dalton.


    He wasn’t an earthbound spirit, so the purple aura on Dalton’s body didn’t affect him.


    Alijah genuinely felt that Dalton’s body was great. Even if he couldn’t take over him, touching such a youthful body would be good enough.


    Alijah’s greedy gaze was terrifying.


    Just then, he extended his najls, which were no longer like those of a normal human. They were entirely ck, reminiscent of the unnaturally long nails that appear overnight on the elderly after death.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    Austin was dumbfounded. He regretted stopping Wynter, but it was all toote.


    Alijah smirked, showing a triumphant smile.


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    However, in the next second, he froze in ce. Even the hand he had extended twitched.


    As if in extreme pain, he kneeled heavily on the ground. His blood was boiling uncontrobly and almost


    set him on fire.


    Alijah involuntarily lifted his head to watch the man standing calmly and superiorly. Dalton’s disdainful


    eyes made his whole body tremble.


    What was this feeling? Why did he feel controlled, with his only thought being to kneel and beg for mercy? It was as if standing for another second would make him vanish forever.


    Alijah saw Dalton smiling.


    “Filthy,” Dalton muttered a single word, as if mocking Alijah’s ignorance.


    Filthy?


    Before Alijah could react, Dalton was pulled away.


    It was Wynter. Her speed was fast enough that it looked as if Dalton escaped harm because Alijah didn’t touch him.


    In reality, only Alijah knew what had just happened.


    Meanwhile, Dalton feigned surprise at the right moment and suppressed his presence. With his wrist held by Wynter, he spoke with a gentle cough. “What’s going on with Mr. Fenton Senior?”