Chapter 788 Idea of squeezing in with Mr. Johnson and sharing a bed seemed quite appealing


    ??"Mr. Johnson, what''s the deal with that guy?" Seraphina was curious about why William would take an interest in someone like Damien.


    A mere mid-level Soulmancer, was he really worth William''s attention?


    "That child is my student," William exined. "If he gets scaredter, help him calm down."


    Calm him down?


    Seraphina hadn''t expected that this was the reason she was brought along by William.


    But she agreed nheless. Could she really refuse something William asked of her?


    Instead of taking the elevator, William appeared directly in Damien''s room.


    Damien was about to perform a secret ritual to exchange blood with Ss, aiming toter take over his Divine Constitution.


    When William appeared in the room, Damien was clearly startled, then his face twisted into a strange smile. "What do you want to do? Who let you into my room?"


    "What do you think?" William nced at the oak barrel in the corner and raised an eyebrow.


    "Heh, it seems this little bastard has told you something," Damien sneered, suddenlyunching an attack. His right w glowed with a bloody light, eerie and sinister, as he lunged towards William''s chest.


    "A mere novice Soulmancer..."


    Damien''s words were cut short as he turned into a pile of ashes.


    Did a powerhouse like William even need to lift a finger against a mere mid-level Soulmancer?


    Just a thought, and Damien was reduced to nothing more than dust.


    In terms ofbat, William hardly needed to act unless he felt like it,encounters were over in an instant.


    Damien had thought William was just a novice Soulmancer, but he could never have imagined that he was this powerful.


    A mid-level Soulmancer might not be considered weak normally, but in front of William, he was no different than an ant.


    "Ss," William called out.


    Ss, still inside the oak barrel, didn''t dare to poke his head out,pletely unaware of what had just happened outside.


    William approached the oak barrel and spoke gently, "Ss, I''m Mr. Johnson. Damien is dead,you cane out now."


    Ss still didn''t dare to poke his head out.


    Impatiently, William tapped his finger on the oak barrel, causing it to vanish, leaving Ss crouching there, shivering.


    It was clear that Damien had often tormented him.


    "It''s okay now, you''re safe," William said. "Would you like toe with me?"


    Ss looked up at William, whispering softly, "Mr. Johnson..."


    William looked back at him, silent, their eyes locked.


    This scene reminded William of a long time ago when he had rescued James Taylor from under the gun of bandits.


    They were just children.


    Back then, William had saved James and raised him, only to be betrayed in the end.


    When William finally found him, he didn''t kill him.


    It wasn''t because he was soft-hearted, but because he had seen too much of such things and no longer cared.


    Just like now, saving Ss, even if Ss might turn against him in the future, William didn''t care.


    He was indifferent whether those he saved would be grateful or vengeful, as these things held little significance to him.


    Ss slowly looked around the room, not seeing the person who had frightened him, and finally nodded timidly, "I''ll go with you..."


    He didn''t know how this William Johnson would treat him, but his instincts told him that Mr. Johnson must be a good person.


    How could someone so handsome be a bad person?


    To avoid any misunderstandings, William turned around, and suddenly, he and Ss were outside the dormitory building.


    Seraphina nced at Ss and chuckled, "This kid is really lucky."


    Although Seraphina wasn''t top-tier in strength, even Damien had recognized that Ss had a Divine Constitution,how could she not see it?


    But when she said Ss was lucky, she wasn''t referring to his Divine Constitution,she meant that this kid had managed totch onto William Johnson''s coattails.


    Looking at Amy, then at Alice, these two were just ordinary people lost in the crowd, but everything changed once they got involved with William.


    They became true darlings of fortune.


    In Seraphina''s view, as long as Ss could gain William''s favor, his future was boundless.


    Hearing Seraphina''sughter, Ss lowered his head.


    In his eyes, the woman before him was stunningly beautiful, like a fairy, making him feel utterly inferior.


    "You can stay at my ce for now," William said. Having chosen to save someone, he naturally wouldn''t just leave him be,he would surely arrange a good ce for him.


    He wasn''t nning on taking any more disciples. He was already a teacher,why take on more disciples?


    Ss quickly nodded. It must be said, children are often swayed by appearances, and in his view, good-looking people generally aren''t bad. If someone had a face full of scars, muscles, and tattoos, they must be a bad guy.


    People like William and Seraphina, they must be good.


    Hearing William''s offer, Seraphina''s eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "Mr. Johnson, I don''t have a ce to stay either."


    Without a second thought, William said, "Thene along."


    "Great!" Seraphina had no expectations from William, but hearing his invitation sparked a bit of fantasy in her.


    The three of them arrived at William''s ce.


    Seraphina looked around as she entered and said, "Mr. Johnson, you live here?"


    "Yes," William nodded, then turned to Ss, "Would you like something to eat?"


    Ss didn''t speak, but at the mention of food, his stomach involuntarily growled.


    After school, Damien hadn''t prepared any food for Ss, and he was now famished.


    William walked into the kitchen to start preparing food.


    Seraphina followed him and asked, "Mr. Johnson, there''s only one bedroom here? Maybe I could squeeze in with you?"


    William nced at her, wondering what the young girl was thinking day by day.


    "I don''t live here. You stay here and help me look after this kid," William said while cooking dinner. "You two seem about the same age, just treat him like your little brother."


    Seraphina was speechless.


    What did he mean they looked about the same age?


    She had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and although she couldn''tpare to William''s age, she was certainly a mature woman.


    Calling her a great-great-grandmother to the boy would be more than appropriate.


    But how could she defy what William said?


    "Alright then." Seraphina felt like she had be a nanny again and couldn''t help asking, "Mr. Johnson, where will you sleep?"


    William naturally replied, "I''m going back to New York. I''m used to that bed."


    "That far..." Seraphina couldn''t believe that William, while based in Arcane Vige, would actually travel back to New York just to sleep.


    Was it really necessary?


    William smiled, "For me, it''s all the same. It''s not far."


    To William, with his ability to teleport, the neighboring bedroom and a small courtyard in New York were just a step away.


    What did distance matter?


    "Oh." Seraphina felt somewhat disappointed. Deep down, she was conflicted,the idea of squeezing in with Mr. Johnson and sharing a bed seemed quite appealing.


    Unfortunately, that wish was not going to be fulfilled.