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CHAPTER 1139

    Chapter 1139 Their Past


    “He used a special method to extend his lifespan.” Wynter nced at Dalton and bruised away imaginary dust from his clothes. “Now it’s backfiring.


    “He wants to switch bodies again, and he even wants to use your fortune. Ha, as if he deserves it‘N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Her voice was low, almost making it seem like a whispered conv


    sion between them


    Their posture was quite intimate. He, with his aloof nobility, and she, with her enchanting beauty,


    After hearing her words, Dalton smiled faintly and said in a pleasant voice, ‘Don’t worry. I’ll keep my fortune for you to use.”


    Wynter didn’t want to be swayed by his charm. Yet, he was not only good–looking but also gentle and


    obedient. He was almost an ideal partner.


    Wynter was aware of her brothers‘ concerns. Even the kids she took in seemed worried. Perhaps they


    were afraid she’d lose her head over love.


    With Dalton’s looks, it was indeed easy for someone to get love–struck


    If he really messed up, just lowering his head in front of her might make her want to pet his head.


    But was it jealousy that made her y these tricks? In any case, she couldn’t let her man lose.


    When this thought surged in her mind, Wynter seemed to suddenly see a scene in front of her


    On the misty mountains, a young man was injured. He was exceptionally handsome, with long hair


    covering his face. The only clear feature visible was his smooth jawline.


    He looked somewhat stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.


    She coaxed softly, “Just let him have his way. You’re older than him


    “Ha. Do you really think I’m old?” The young man’s voice momentarily ovepped with the man before her


    eyes.


    Wynter shook her head to shake off these inexplicable feelings and pulled Dalton back saying ‘Step


    back. Let me end this.”


    “Okay,” Dalton replied softly. Anyone with keen eyes could tell he was in a good mood.


    Meanwhile, Alijah was trembling all over. Wynter didn’t need to end him as he couldnt even stand up


    anymore.


    Dalton was pretending. He could have dodged Alijah’s attack just now. No, he didnt even need to


    Alijah wondered just who Dalton was to exert such effortless control over him


    His lifespan was maintained by witchcraft. Now, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation. He bent his body and spayed out a pool of ck water.


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    Looking closely, that ck water seemed to be moving.


    Wynter raised her hand and used the Epoch Collection to clean it up.


    Light streamed in from the window on the east side, and the ck water on the ground evaporated without a trace. Looking down again, she was surprised to see a piece of paper.


    The paper’s color was somewhat special, unlike talisman paper. There were words written on it, which made Wynter pause in her steps, and her eyes were inscrutable.


    “Alijah Fenton peacefully passed away at the age of 81.”


    Austin also saw the words on it. His eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at Wynter. “Wynter, what does that mean? This paper…”


    Wynter didn’t answer his question. Instead, she bent down to pick up the paper. “Go check on Mr. Fenton Senior.”


    Austin didn’t refuse. Alijah’s condition looked dire, as if his life was hanging by a thread. Lying there, he stared nkly at the ceiling.


    Meanwhile, Wynter pondered while holding the paper.


    This was a paper from the Ledger of Souls that the underworld guards always carried with them. Why would it be with Alijah?


    “Grandpa!” Austin’s crying came in waves.


    Alijah reached out and stroked his face. “My dear, don’t cry. I’m old now, really old.”
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