Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen) novel Chapter 2268

"I..." Forbes' lips moved. He had something else to say.

Fade did not give him any chance for negotiation at all though. He interrupted him immediately, "If you don't tell me, I will have you understand the definition of a living hell."

Forbes met Fade's chilling gaze and he did not dare to disobey. He answered quickly, "I'll talk. I'm willing to talk."

"First things first, let's start with your identity," Fade instructed.

Forbes began to explain, "I was originally an ordinary village farmer. When I was sixteen, I left the village to work for a year, but it was too tiring so I quit the job. I planned to come back."

"As I was on my way, I met a middle-aged man. He was severely injured and was on the verge of death. He said that he didn't want his legacy to be lost and he wanted to take me on as a disciple."

"I thought he was a conman at first, but then, he revealed one of his moves to me. He shattered a block of stone with a punch, so I believed him. Afterwards, he spent three days passing down some basic martial arts cultivation methods, as well as some pills that were used by martial artists. He later passed away due to his severe injuries."

"I spent some time cultivating and found that my strength had increased. My power had also been enhanced. I was elated, and so, I began making a name for myself in town with martial arts."

"As my skills sharpened, my reputation grew also. I also met with many other martial artists. While fighting them, lit became clear to me that the martial arts I was practicing was called the arts of 'Witch Blood'. It belonged to a branch of the Witchcraft Clan. It was a heresy practice which was not recognized by the government."

"The man, who passed on these techniques to me that year, was being chased by a virtuous martial artist. He was gravely injured and in the end, he passed away."

"As a matter of fact, the more I practiced this cultivation method, the more I craved fresh blood. I even had the urge to murder others so that I could drink their blood. I was afraid that I would be discovered by the virtuous martial artists, so I left the small town and remained outside for a few years."

"A few years passed and I learned more about the martial artists and the martial arts world. I also secretly got to know some underground witchcraft practitioners." "Underground witchcraft practitioners? You guys even have an organization?" Fade's eyes narrowed as he asked sternly.

Forbes' expression changed, and he explained immediately, "I- It's not exactly an organization. It's just some witchcraft practitioners who belong to the Witchcraft Clan. We gather from time to time to exchange martial arts experience and materials."

"Then why did you come back this time?" Fade continued to ask in a frosty tone.

Forbes paused for a moment and then answered, "I-1 came back because I wanted to participate in the Witchcraft Conference."

"The Witchcraft Conference? What's that? And don't spare any details!" Fade ordered firmly.

Forbes replied, "I'm unsure about the details. I just heard it from someone else."

"They mentioned that the number of witchcraft practitioners in the country was dwindling due to the suppression and purge that happened decades ago. We don't really have a sizable organization."

"However, for the witchcraft practitioners who left and remained outside of the country, they survived. Not only were they not annihilated, they actually had major developments all over the world, especially in South Asian countries."

"These outside witchcraft practitioners will hold the Witchcraft Conference regularly. Witchcraft practitioners from all around the world would gather and discuss future developments. They would also have internal sparring matches or voting sessions."

"To put it simply, the person who told me all this mentioned that it's a grand gathering for witchcraft practitioners to come together and mingle. It also provides an opportunity for individual practitioners like us. Once we are able to find an organization of our own, perhaps we wouldn't need to hide like rats anymore."

"That is the reason why I came back home. I just wanted to have ample rest and improve my strength so that I could attend the Witchcraft Conference in my best shape."

He wanted to ask Pascual what was going on, but he later found out that the latter actually sent two men to guard the door to their rooms. They were not allowed to leave.

It was meant as a means of protection of course. This was to guard them from the dangers of being in a foreign country.

The arrangement made Nergui even more suspicious of Pascual, and he became more worried.

As for Liborio, who had always believed in Pascual, he was also a little nervous. That was because Caesar and Jason, who were the important hostages for the revenge of his eldest son's death, were taken away by the Pascual. He had not seen them again since then.

The overthinking was wearing their patience thin and they paced back and forth in the room.

Finally, when Pascual came to them, the two of them pulled him aside and questioned him.

Being faced with their relentless questioning, Pascual finally gave up and answered, "You two have nothing to worry about. We will definitely keep our promise." "However, we're already out of the country. Now is the time to lure Edwald out! So we can avenge my eldest son's death!" Liborio couldn't hold back any longer.

With a cold snort, Pascual said, "Your eldest son's revenge is nothing important. We still have a great use for the two hostages."

"Great use? What kind of great use?" Nergui was curious.

Pascual narrowed his eyes, and stared straight at the both of them for a few seconds. He then stated, "It seems that you two really don't know who they are."