He said no more and abruptly turned around, moving as fast as lightning.
His jade-white palms swept lightly over the back of Father Thomas's head, his technique too swift for anyone to make out the movements.
Father Thomas shuddered violently. His body stiffened into a rigid line from his spine to his toes, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted, collapsing soundlessly onto the couch.
"Thomas!" Alarmed, Cui Jiuyang hurriedly held two fingers beneath Father Thomas's nose. Only after detecting a faint breath did he relax a little.
Watching from beside him, He Feixu snorted coldly. "He'll wake on his own in ten hours. Mr. Cui, you're a cultivator of the jianghu, yet you've formed such a deep friendship with this Western priest. I truly find it hard to understand."
With that, he stayed no longer. He opened the door and walked straight out, leaving Cui Jiuyang and Master Tiger staring at each other in the room.
Chapter 134: The spirit
Master Tiger lowered his voice. "Jiuyang, why did you stop He Feixu from treating Thomas just now?"
Cui Jiuyang frowned deeply and slowly shook his head, his voice puzzled. "I can't explain it either. I just... just felt something was wrong with what was happening, but I couldn't for the life of me think what it was. It was as though there were a fog over my mind."
As they spoke, He Feixu returned. He pushed open the door again, stuck his head inside, and said coldly, "Once Thomas wakes, the three of you are to leave the Moonlit Tower immediately. Don't come looking for me again."
He cupped his hands toward them in farewell, then swiftly withdrew. This time, he really left.
"Mr. He! Mr. He!" Cui Jiuyang hurried after him to the doorway and called, "You haven't