Chapter 2108

Jebediah, or rather, Ivar Hodgson, repeatedly shook his head, saying, "You're the medical prodigy of Xancent, unparalleled in your field. Your expertise in both traditional and modern treatment, coupled with your expertise in cardiac surgery that surpasses even Jorland's finest surgeons, renders the use of mere poison an impossibility. How could such a crude method escape your discerning perception?" Though Ivar appeared to be flattering him, Perseus felt nothing but a deep, chilling unease. That bastard had come fully prepared, knowing everything about him, while he himself was completely in the dark about Ivar. "I didn't really do much. I merely slipped an ectoplasm into the water you just drank." "You slipped ectoplasm in my drink?" Perseus repeated, his heart plummeting further into despair. "You see, this kind of ectoplasm was actually a creation of your very own master voodooist in Xancent. It was designed to deal with ancient martial arts experts like you. It will lie dorman