Chapter 1068


    Sampson extended his hand.


    The girl poured a tiny white pill into his palm.


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    “This will counteract the poison in your system. In half an hour, the weakness should dissipate."


    “Are you a medic too?"


    Sampson suddenly found this girl quite unique. Not only did she possess a remarkable aura and agile


    skills, but she also had a proficient knack for treating wounds and carried a significant amount of


    medicine.


    “What would happen if I don''t take it?” Sampson asked genuinely.


    “You''d grow weaker until you die."


    Danny was shocked. Could the consequences really be that severe?


    "How poisonous is my wound?" Sampson questioned further.


    “If not treated in time, it could be deadly."


    Arabe slung her backpack over her shoulder, put on a baseball cap and mask, preparing to negotiate


    with Mr.


    Murray to see if he''d sell her Nightshade.


    "Thank you, Kelly." Sampson watched her leave, expressing his gratitude.


    Arabe halted. Kelly? Was he mistaking her for Kelly?


    Yet she didn''t deny it. “It was nothing."


    Seeing her leave, Danny couldn''t help but whisper, "Sir, are we just going to let her go?"


    “What else can we do?"


    Arabe arrived at the auction hall. She was informed that Mr. Murray had already paid for Nightshade


    and left.


    Nightshade was gone too.


    "Do you know where he went?"


    “I''m sorry, miss, we aren''t privy to our clients'' whereabouts.’ The staff member apologized.


    Arabe hacked into the surrounding CCTV cameras and spotted Mr. Murray getting into a ck car,


    heading toward a floating casino.


    A haven for the wealthy.


    Dozens of glistening, golden buildings stood on the water, with boats weaving through them. Beautiful


    women danced enticingly on the decks.


    Inside were the ygrounds of the rich, where they could enjoy the thrill of spending fortunes.


    Afterwards, there were luxurious saunas, Michelin-starred restaurants, and opulent suites waiting for


    them.


    Arabe hailed a taxi towards the casino. As she reached the entrance, a staff member politely stopped


    her, "I''m sorry, miss."


    Due to Arabe''s youthful appearance and clothes that starkly contrasted the regr patrons, the staff


    member feltpelled to remind her, “This is a ce for adults."


    Arabe was like a kid, dressed in casual clothes, sporting a baseball cap, and carrying a backpack.


    She looked like a diligent student who had just left an after-school ss and had wandered into the


    wrong ce.


    Arabe pulled out her phone and showed her bank bnce to him. The staff member was taken


    aback—before he could even count the zeros, Arabe had already walked past him.


    “Miss, do you have a preference for any game? Would you like us to find apanion for you?" The


    staff member hurriedly led the way.


    Male and femalepanions stood in two lines, waiting for quests to choose.


    The men were handsome; the women were dazzling.


    Some wealthy patrons would bring several women with them as they indulged in their extravagant


    games.


    A line of men looked at Arabe expectantly.


    The usual patrons were older, with some level of status. A young and beautiful girl like Arabe was a


    rarity.


    "No need, Arabe responded coolly. "What does Mr. Murray usually y?“ "He ys everything, but


    he always ends up at the dice tables.” The staff member led Arabe into the main hall and pointed,


    "He prefers the table on the left."