Isn't this exactly the faint golden lightning he just saw? The shape was identical—how did it shrink and end up inside this stone? He clearly remembered that when he first got the stone, there were no golden threads inside it. Wait, and his own hand...

Black grime seeped out from his wrist and arm, and immediately he felt a change throughout his entire body, a change he couldn't even describe. His mind seemed to become incomparably clear all at once. Jack Dawson had always known he was smart, but he was certain that before this, his mind had never been as clear as it was now.

This gray stone was definitely something good, and the faint golden thread inside it was no ordinary thing either. It seemed that the golden lightning hadn't struck him, but had landed on the stone and been absorbed by it.

At this moment, Jack Dawson had no intention of continuing to dig for herbs. He couldn't wait to take this gray stone back to show his father and find out what it really was. At the same time, he also needed to report the appearance of a black crack here to King William. He couldn't contribute on the battlefield like his older brothers, but if he could report the appearance of a void crack here, it would count as doing something for his country.

If King William let him make a request, what should he ask for? Right, he should leave the State of Ji and go see the Luyuan Empire as well.

“Jack, run!” Just as Jack Dawson was lost in his fantasies, an anxious voice rang in his ears.

“Xiaoshu, what's going on? Why do I need to run?” Jack Dawson looked in shock at his friend Lucas Carter, who was rushing over, completely confused. His father, Shawn Dawson, was a general second only to the king in the State of Ji—what could possibly make Jack Dawson need to run?

Chapter Four: The Small Gray Stone

The short and chubby Lucas Carter had already rushed up to him. He panted a few times and said anxiously, “The king wants to kill your entire Dawson clan and gouge out your sister Dean Dawson's eyes...”

“What?” Jack Dawson was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Lucas Carter's collar with trembling hands, unable to even form a complete sentence. Only three words echoed in his mind: Why is this happening?

Lucas Carter had calmed down a bit. He stared at Jack Dawson and said, “Don't ask me how I know this. You have to run right now. At most, in the time it takes to burn one incense stick, someone will come here to arrest you.”

“What exactly happened?” Jack Dawson finally managed to speak, though he still couldn't steady his voice.

“The imperial medical master Gaiyi, invited by the king, examined Princess Margaret. Only Sister Xiaodi's eyes are a match for Princess Margaret and can be transplanted to her. The king loves Mingzhu too much and wants Xiaodi's eyes...” Lucas Carter had always admired Dean Dawson, and at this point, he was already in tears and couldn't go on.

“Brian Wood!” Jack Dawson's eyes turned bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, his whole body trembling with rage.

At this moment, he only wanted to tear the king of Ji, Brian Wood, to pieces.

“Your father refused and rushed into the royal hall, cursing the king to his face. The king was furious and ordered your father's execution... Incredibly, no one pleaded for him. After killing your father, the king immediately ordered the extermination of the entire Dawson clan. Right now, the whole Mingzhu City is hunting down your family. If you hadn't left Mingzhu City to dig for herbs in the Northern Ridge, you would already be...”

Lucas Carter didn't finish, but Jack Dawson understood completely. If he hadn't left Mingzhu City, he would already be dead. Only Lucas Carter knew he had come to the Northern Ridge to dig for herbs. If Lucas Carter hadn't had no interest in medicine, he would have been digging herbs with him right now.

Jack Dawson tried to force himself to calm down, but he simply couldn't, not even able to speak. He had never encountered such a disaster in his life. If he had ever suffered a blow before, the greatest was undoubtedly Megan Bennett's departure.

“Jack, you have to go, they'll find this place soon.” Lucas Carter shook Jack Dawson.

“Go? Go where?” Jack Dawson muttered to himself. After the extreme anger passed, he realized that without his father's protection, he had nowhere to go.

Brian Wood wanted him dead—he had nowhere to run.

“If you take your aircraft and leave, there's still a sliver of hope. If you don't, you won't have any hope at all.” Lucas Carter pointed to the silver aircraft not far away, where Jack Dawson had parked it.

Jack Dawson's hands were still trembling, his whole body shaking, but he didn't immediately start the aircraft and escape as Lucas Carter suggested.

“Jack, didn't you say you didn't want to hide under your father's protection? That's why you started learning medicine. Now your entire Dawson clan is being exterminated—there may only be you left. Don't you want revenge? Even Megan Bennett wouldn't like a coward.” Lucas Carter grabbed Jack Dawson's arm and shouted.

“Revenge, revenge...” Jack Dawson muttered the word several times, his eyes growing wild.

There was a faint tremor from the ground. Lucas Carter urged anxiously, “They're coming, Jack, you have to go!”

“Xiaoshu, I'm going.” Jack Dawson finally calmed down, hid the stone close to his body, and turned to dash toward his aircraft.