Just after Samir pulled the silver needle from Ruben's philtrum, his eyes suddenly turned red and he bit Samir on the arm.
"Ouch! Let go. Quickly, let go. It hurts me... ah!"
The youth bit really hard and Samir could not break free. If he forced to pull his arm away, he was afraid that a piece of flesh would be torn off.
"Ruben, Ruben, let go!" Laura cried out in horror.
"How could this happen?" Even Ronald, who had been in the business world for decades and had killed people without batting an eyelid, was stupefied.
"Dr. Yameen!" Viviana exclaimed with a worried look on her face.
Dean Coleman was calmer and turned his head to look at Atlas, "Mister, please help them."
Ronald was the second to react. It was Atlas who had just healed his son.
"It was my fault just now. Please help save my son!"
Laura knelt down directly to Atlas, "Doctor, please save my son!"
"Mister!" Augustin stressed his tone and bowed to Atlas.
Atlas supported Augustin up and said in a gentle voice, "Dean Coleman, please get up."
Atlas then walked over, expressionless, snatched away the silver needle from Samir, and re-pinned it on Ruben's philtrum acupoint.
Ruben instantly let go, while a piece of flesh fell right off Samir's arm.
"Well, this..." Looking at the wound on his arm, Samir was shocked.
The flesh and blood around that wound had unexpectedly turned black.
Augustin was shocked and asked, "Mister, what happened to Dr. Yemeen's wound?"
Atlas said impassively, "Foul Energy infested the flesh and blood. If it's not treated in time, his whole arm will be ruined."
"You're just being alarmist!" Samir was stubborn and reluctant to admit his defeats but left straight away. Presumably, he went to treat the wound.
The young man came to his senses again, "Dad, what happened?"
"Ruben, how are you feeling?" Ronald asked worriedly.
"I feel very weak and want to rest." Ruben looked disheveled and seemed exhausted.
Ronald had no more doubts about Atlas' words and looked respectful as he inquired, "Doctor, my son was in good spirits just now. Why does he look so tired?"
Atlas snorted, "If we let him be attacked by Foul Energy again, he will die for sure!"
Ronald knelt down to Atlas with a thump, "Doctor, please save my son. Just name me a number!"
Ronald seemed to have noticed that Atlas was respectful towards Augustin, so he hastily pleaded him, "Dean Coleman, please help me speak to this mister!"
Ronald was one of the top three bigwigs in Lanceham, so Augustin naturally had to give him face.
"Mister, doctors shall have a benevolent heart. I really wish you can lend a hand to this family."
Atlas nodded and suddenly turned to Ronald, "Now all we have to do is find the source of the Foul Energy, exorcise it, and he can heal after a period of recuperation."
Ronald looked puzzled, "But where exactly is the source of Foul Energy? I don't even know!"
Atlas looked at him, sending shivers down Ronald's spine, "The source of Foul Energy is in your home. Because you are also infested with Foul Energy."
"What!" Ronald's face paled in shock.
"No wonder I've been feeling uneasy and restless lately, and the hospital check-ups didn't show anything wrong with me."
"Doctor, I implore you to help me find the source of Foul Energy. I am willing to pay one million!"
Augustin also rushed to bow and said, "Yes, just help Mr. Kimmerly."
Although Atlas didn't care about money, he couldn't really do without it if he wanted to live in the mortal world.
Atlas walked over quickly and looked closely at the Kṣitigarbha statue.
"This is the source of Foul Energy."
Ronald wondered, "This is Kṣitigarbha. How can it be the source of Foul Energy?"
"That's right. I think he's just here to swindle us out of money." Ruben rushed to say.
Atlas was calm as he asked in reply, "Where does Kṣitigarbha live?"
Ronald was stunned and he exclaimed, "I see!"
Atlas said, "And this Kṣitigarbha has a deep resentment. If I am correct, the previous owner of this statue should have died of depression."
Ronald looked in awe, "Doctor, your guess is right. I bought this statue from an auction at a great price. Its previous owner was a down-and-out scholar."
"Although that scholar was talented, at that time, when traitorous officials were in power, the future of scholars were rendered dismal. That scholar never made it in his life, so he left behind an extremely deep resentment."
Atlas nodded, "That's right. The resentment builds up and eventually becomes Foul Energy, and anyone who is near it for a long time will be consumed by Foul Energy!"
"At first, you'll feel agitated, but when it gets bad, you'll go crazy and bite anyone you see!"
Ronald said, "I'll get someone to bury it far away."
Atlas raised his hand and stopped, "Give it to me, as payment."
"Well... you're not afraid of being infested with Foul Energy?"
Atlas smiled lightly, revealing utmost confidence, "Foul Energy can't hurt me!"
"Since you want it, then I will give it to you. But I won't reduce any of the rewards I've promised you!"
Ronald was smart. He thought that Atlas was not an ordinary person, but perhaps a disciple of a great man. He could not be wrong to befriend him in advance.
Ruben, with a puzzled look on his face, turned to Laura at his side and asked in a low voice, "Mum, what do they mean by ‘where does kṣitigarbha live?’"
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