Chapter 328: Revealing The True Identity


    Chapter 328: Revealing the True Identity


    Why force Kelvin to apologize under these circumstances? This would only make them seem in the


    wrong, wouldn''t it?


    Upon hearing this, the man stood still, seemingly ignoring the situation, his terrifyingly deep eyes


    locked onto her. His gaze was notably serious as he said, "Cheyenne, go treat Grandpa. I''ll protect


    you, and I dare anyone to touch you."


    The words "I''ll protect you" momentarily left Cheyenne feeling lost. His voice was deep and filled


    with masculinity, resonating like a bass in her ears. In the past, hearing him say something like that


    would have moved her to tears. However, time had taught her to grow, but it had also made her


    heart gradually grow cold, stiff, and numb.


    In just a second, Cheyenne returned to her previous indifference and nodded. "Okay."


    She continued, "Old Mr. Foley''s headache is caused by rheumatism, and it has nothing to do with


    the intracranial congestion Granduncle mentioned. To wake Grandpa, it''s quite simple, just pinch his


    big toe."


    Franklin furrowed his brow in secret; this woman was truly a nuisance. The father and son shared a


    knowing look and came to the same conclusion - Cheyenne must be eliminated.


    Emelia boldly proimed, "You don''t understand. Mr. Edwards is knowledgeable and experienced.


    If he says something is true, it''s much more reliable than what you say. We trust Adrian, the divine


    healer."


    Now, the belief in Cheyenne or Adrian had created a divide within the Foley family, with Corey


    caught in the middle. His true preference was to trust Adrian, based on age and experience. After


    all, Cheyenne was just a spirited young person. Plus, he couldn''t ignore the past rtionship


    between Cheyenne and the Foley family, fearing that she might have ulterior motives.


    After pondering for a while, he chose to stand by Adrian''s side, looking apologetic as he said to


    Cheyenne, "Cheyenne, I''m sorry for making you run this errand. I willpensate you next time.


    You... can go back."


    "Mr. Foley..."


    She couldn''t believe her ears. Corey was actually asking her to leave. In truth, this matter had


    nothing to do with her, and she didn''t need to make this trip. She could have beenpletely


    indifferent to old Mr. Foley''s life or death, and it wouldn''t have offended the branch of the Foley


    family. However, when she looked at old Mr. Foley, who was struggling for every breath on the


    sickbed, she felt a myriad of emotions that were hard to describe.


    "Mr. Foley, let me give it a try. I studied under Madeleine and received the true transmission from my


    grandfather. I also know Thirteen Needles."


    When she mentioned Thirteen Needles, Corey''s pupils dted, and his face showed astonishment.


    The reputation of the Edwards family''s Thirteen Needles was widespread, even for someone not in


    the medical field like him. The reason they had agreed to let Adrian, the divine healer, treat his


    father was precisely because of the Edwards family''s Thirteen Needles. If Cheyenne could perform


    them...


    "Cheyenne, don''t joke around. I''ve watched you grow up..."


    His words implied disbelief in Cheyenne''s knowledge of the Thirteen Needles.


    At that moment, she opened the case of needles she had brought with her, revealing rows of silver


    needles of varying sizes and thicknesses.


    She asked softly, "Granduncle, do you know what the thirteenth needle is?"


    Adrian''s face remained calm, but there was a tautness in his heart. His hand concealed beneath his


    loose ck robe subtly clenched. When he had stolen the manual, he didn''t have a chance to look


    at it before it was torn into two pieces. He had the upper half, while the lower half had eluded him.


    Could it be that Cheyenne had learned the thirteenth level already? No, it couldn''t be! How was that


    possible? In the past century, no one had been able to master the thirteenth level, and now, a young


    girl was iming to have mastered it?


    Cheyenne withdrew her gaze confidently, holding a silver needle in her hand. Her lips, painted a


    vivid red, curled into a charming smile as she softly spoke, "Unite the two as one."


    As she finished speaking, the silver needle quickly pierced the acupoint on old Mr. Foley''s chest.


    Then, with two elegant and slender fingers, Cheyenne grasped three silver needles, poised and


    ready.


    She used her right foot as the pivot, taking a step to the side with her left foot, her body gracefully


    turning in a full circle. Her ck skirt swayed, and the thin veil billowed, creating a captivating


    spectacle.


    Three needles released at once!


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Adrian''s eyes widened, his pupils dting in amazement as he watched Cheyenne''s movements.


    Swish! The silver needles pierced through, creating a subtle vibration in the air.


    And finally, thest needlended in the acupoint.


    Her movements were both graceful and swift, and everyone had been so focused on Cheyenne


    herself that no one had noticed how she managed to release three silver needles simultaneously.


    Not even Kelvin, who stood closest to her, saw anything but a sh of silver that vanished in an


    instant.


    When everything had quieted down, Cheyenne stood at her grandfather''s bedside. She reached out


    with an expressionless face and removed the silver needles. As she withdrew the needle from his


    shoulder, old Mr. Foley, who had been unconscious, blinked his eyshes a couple of times.


    He was conscious!


    Adrian, with his hands sped in front of him, stared at Cheyenne as she removed the needles. His


    face turned ashen and incredibly gloomy.


    How was this possible?


    Had his granddaughter truly mastered Thirteen Needles?


    He had confidence in his medical skills. While not iming to be unparalleled in the world, he had


    spent countless nights researching the technique of using the Thirteen Needle to kill old Mr. Foley.


    When he performed the procedure, he had given it his all.


    The only person who could detect that he had used the technique to kill someone was his older


    brother, Layne.


    His older brother''s medical skills were nearly on par with his own, and to unravel his technique, it


    would take his older brother at least a day of effort.


    But Cheyenne had effortlessly resolved it with just three silver needles?


    No way!