Chapter 2070

However, Marshall's concern centered on Grant's physical well-being. "Perseus, this old man is ridiculously stubborn. Even at his age, he's determined to go through with this. Doesn't he realize he could die in the desert?" He sighed before continuing, "Since you're traveling with him, I hope you'll look after him. Consider this my thanks in advance." "If I die out there, so be it. Better that than rotting away at home watching TV, reading newspapers, or playing chess. What a meaningless existence that would be," Grant said, his voice laced with indifference. Grant had long come to peace with death. Marshall's frustration grew. "You're in your 70s, Grant. You have terminal cancer. Why on earth are you chasing after the ruins of the ancient Kingdom of Kroraina? Even if you find them, what then? Do you plan to become an archaeologist at this age?" Grant ignored him and turned to Perseus, extending his hand. "Before I forget, Perseus, you're a top doctor, aren't you? Why don't you