Belief is one thing, but he was extremely confident in his own willpower and didn’t think that taking the Thousand Desires Flower would make him lose his true nature. But when he saw that Emily Nash couldn’t even distinguish between men and women, he broke out in a cold sweat!

This medicine is way too strong! Judging by this, forget about myself—even an immortal probably couldn’t withstand it! If that young man hadn’t shown up earlier and I had taken this medicine myself...

Imagining himself at that time, unable to tell men from women and pouncing on anyone he saw, Samuel Foster’s face turned waxy yellow and looked extremely unpleasant, while he gazed at William Nash in front of him with deep gratitude.

If it hadn’t been for him exposing Emily Nash, his own reputation would probably be ruined by now!

This young man looks so much younger than me—how could he see through such a scheme, and disguise himself so well that no one noticed any flaws?

Thinking of this, he secretly admired William Nash even more. But admiration aside... what is he planning to do now?

The two entered the room. The butler John Nash was dodging Emily Nash’s embrace. At this moment, he was planning to personally deal with Emily Nash, but unexpectedly, William Nash made the first move—and instead of attacking Emily Nash, he struck John Nash, sealing his strength with a single move...

And so, John Nash was doomed, pinned beneath the “peerlessly cunning” young master, letting out a series of wails so tragic that even heaven and earth would weep, and ghosts and gods would shed tears...

Deliberately knocking down John Nash to let Emily Nash “succeed”... what exactly is he trying to do?

Does he want to watch two men... ahem, surely he doesn’t have that kind of hobby...

“Kill him? He dared to plot against my sister, and just letting him die would be letting him off too easily!”

William Nash had no idea what Samuel Foster was thinking. He moved his hands, forming a series of hand seals, and in front of him sat a small crystal stone, clear and translucent.

“Done!”

After a while, William Nash withdrew his hands, grinned, and picked up the crystal stone in his palm.

“Letting him off too easily? Does this crystal stone have something strange about it?”

Not knowing why the young man said this, Samuel Foster looked at the crystal stone in front of him and scratched his head.

This thing was something the young man had casually taken from the restaurant, just an ordinary decoration. He didn’t know what it was for, but seeing him form hand seals one after another—none of which he understood—he could tell there must be a purpose.

“What’s strange about it? Heh, just watch and you’ll see!”

With a chuckle, William Nash suddenly poured his spiritual energy into the crystal stone in his palm. Instantly, an image appeared on the surface of the crystal—it was the very “chrysanthemum battle” happening before their eyes!

“Recording the scene...”

Seeing this, how could Samuel Foster not understand? His eyes went wide.

Recording images in an ordinary crystal stone—he had never heard of such a technique!

“Heh heh!” William Nash laughed, casually slipping the crystal stone into his robe.

This image-recording hand seal was something he’d learned in his previous life from the demon race. It could record what he saw into an ordinary crystal, and once triggered, it could be replayed. At the time, he’d learned it just for fun and hadn’t paid much attention, but now it came in handy.

Hmph, you dare to plot against my family? I’ll let you taste what it’s like to be schemed against! With this recording, no matter how clever you are, Emily Nash, you’ll have to obey me—unless you want your reputation ruined!

To be called the Blood Prison Demon Lord, William Nash was certainly no good person. Having lived for hundreds of years as an old monster, his ways of dealing with enemies were certainly not limited to just killing!

Since not killing is better than killing, why not?

Hearing the young man’s laughter and seeing his actions, Samuel Foster couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Even in this open-minded world, relationships between men... still seem unacceptable!

If this news got out, it was foreseeable that Emily Nash would definitely be killed by the Nie family for “damaging the family’s reputation”! With this leverage, wouldn’t Emily Nash have to obey his every word?

So ruthless!

Killing without changing expression, scheming against people with a smile—such methods, such cunning, such ruthless and merciless style...

I must never become this kid’s enemy in the future!

For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into Samuel Foster’s mind.

“You... what did you do to me...”

After a bout of “ecstasy,” the effects of the drug on Emily Nash began to wear off, and he gradually regained his senses. When he saw that his actions had all been recorded, he was nearly in tears.

He never imagined that after all his painstaking efforts to set up this situation, it would end like this!

“What did I do? I’ll have a good talk with you!” William Nash smiled and walked over.

Samuel Foster knew that William Nash must have his own reasons for doing this, and as an outsider, it wasn’t convenient to listen in. So he went to the middle of the restaurant, found a stool, and sat for a while.

Earlier, Emily Nash was afraid things would get out of hand, so there were only three waiters left in the whole restaurant—two had been killed, and the other was William Nash. Now the hall was empty, saving Samuel Foster the trouble of using his fists.

After waiting for about the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense, the young man came out. Although he didn’t know what agreement the two had reached, judging by William Nash’s beaming face and Emily Nash’s look of utter despair, it was clear the former had gained a huge advantage.

“For what happened today, Samuel Foster is deeply grateful and will surely repay you in the future!”

Samuel Foster was a man of principle. This time, he owed William Nash a favor. He cupped his fists and was about to leave.

“Master Samuel Foster, don’t go yet—I have something to discuss with you!” said Emily Nash.

“With me?”