Chapter 957

"You don't necessarily need Xancentian traditional medicine to recover! Balrean traditional medicine can help too!" Before Sarah could say continue, the door swung open, and in came two men—Dante and Jacob. Perseus felt a wave of tension wash over him at the sight of his adversaries. This time, it seemed as if Dante came prepared. He wore a gray, long-sleeved shirt with a traditional medicine box slung over his shoulder. With his attire, he cut a striking figure. Dante shot a menacing gaze toward Perseus. "Jacob?" Sarah turned her gaze from Jacob to Dante, unease creeping in. She disliked the presence of a stranger, especially when her son was in such a vulnerable state. If word got out about Kelvin eating poop, it would be a disaster. "Madam Langley, it's been a while," Jacob said, deliberately ignoring Perseus as he bowed toward Sarah with a sycophantic smile. "Who are you? Who let you in?" Sarah demanded, pointing at Dante with a scowl. "You! Get out!" Dante tried to e