2024-11-15 18:17:50Chapter One
The Little Village Clinic buzzed with life on the sunny morning. Damien, the only male healer apprentice, tried to focus on sorting herbs, but the giggles laugh kept breaking his concentration. His cheeks turned pink as he heard footsteps coming closer. “Oh, Healer Damien!” Stella called out , batting her eyes. “I have this terrible pain right here.” She pointed to her Left breast, tugging at her collar so slightly and it made some part of her breast exposed for Damien to see. “I can go fetch some other female Healer for you.” Damien stammered, his hands fumbling with the herbs he was counting. At that moment another apprentice, Alice, leaned against his work table. “But you're so much better at finding the sore spots, Damien,” she said with a sweet smile. “Your hands are gentler than the others.” Immediately the other girls nodded in agreement, surrounding Damian's table like butterflies drawn to honey. At that moment Damien wished the ground would swallow him whole. Being the only male among his master's ten apprentices was a daily test of his patience. “Ladies, please,” he said firmly, trying to sound more confident than he felt. “There are real patients waiting and–” “We are real patients!” They chorused, breaking into fresh laughter. Just then, a messenger boy rushed in, holding a scroll sealed with golden wax. “Urgent letter for Healer Damien!” The room fell silent. Everyone knew that a golden seal message meant- it came from Westlake. Damien's hands calmly broke the wax, immediately his eyes scanned through the letter before setting it aside and returning to his herb sorting. “Damien?” Stella walked closer to Damien. “You're being mysterious. What does it say?” She pointed at the letter. He glanced up from his work, hands never stopping their methodical movements. “The fiancée Master Raymond arranged for me wishes to end our engagement.” “What?” The other apprentices crowded around his table, their morning tasks forgotten. “How dare she!” Immediately Stella collected the letter from the table, and the other apprentice walked closer as they began to read through it. [I, War Goddess Serenity, have ascended to heights you cannot hope to match. Our engagement, arranged by your master, no longer befits my status. I hereby dissolve our betrothal. Do not attempt to contact me again!] Stella slammed her palm on the herb table, sending dried leaves scattering. “A War Goddess? Ha! My father commands ten thousand special forces in the South!” Alice jade bracelet clinked as she crossed her arms. “My family guards the Sacred Spring of Healing. Without our blessed waters, her soldiers would never recover from battle wounds.“ “We should march to Westlake right now,” declared Stella. “I’m going to teach her a lesson!” “Wait,” Damien raised his hands, his voice gentle but firm. “Please, all of you. There's something you should all know.” The apprentices fell silent, their anger momentarily forgotten as they watched him pull out an old jade pendant from beneath his robes. Its surface was carved with mysterious medical symbols that seemed to pulse with a faint green light. “Two years ago, before the Master left on his journey, he told me something important.” Damien's fingers traced the pendant's edges. “He said the engagement could only be ended by one person - my fiancée's grandfather.” “But you've never even met her!” protested Stella. Damien nodded. “That's true. He said I needed to visit her family personally to make the engagement official. And he was very clear - only her grandfather could dissolve it. No one else's word matters, not even the War Goddess herself. So even if I want to cancel this engagement myself, I still have to get my fiancee’s grandfather’s approval.” Hearing Damien words the room grew even more quiet. Alice stepped forward, her earlier flirtation replaced with genuine concern. “Then this letter...” “Is meaningless,” Damien finished. He clutched the jade pendant tighter. “I have to follow his order. I'm going to meet Serenity's family.” He declared and none of the apprentices could say anything because it's the master’s instructions. Damien started packing his medicine bag. Though his heart felt heavy because he didn't like Serenity that much, he knew he must follow his master's wishes. He was about to leave when he heard his sister's voice. “Damien! Wait!” Hazel called from behind him. He turned to see his sister rushing toward him, her arms laden with parcels and boxes. Hazel stopped in front of Damien pressing a sleek black card into his palm. “The Celestial Bank's highest tier card,” she said with a wink. “It has unlimited spending. Show that War Goddess you're not just some penniless healer.” Before Damien could say anything, one of the elders pushed forward, holding out a scroll sealed with golden threads. “The deed to Phoenix Corporation. I bought it last year as a hobby, but you'll make better use of it.” She smiled sweetly. “It's only the largest medical supply company in three cities.” immediately Damien eyes widened. “Senior sister, I can't possibly–” “Nonsense!” Alice cut him off, slipping a small crystal bottle into his robes. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Special elixir from the Butterfly Palace. One drop makes anyone's heart flutter with love, just in case Serenity is proving Stubbornness” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Alice!” Damien's face flushed crimson. The gifts kept coming, each more extravagant than the last. Just as he turned to leave, a quiet voice spoke. “One more thing, little brother.” The crowd parted as Hazel approached Damien. From her finger, she removed a simple silver ring marked with an ancient symbol. “Take this,” she said, pressing it into his palm. “I founded a small sect a long time ago. And if you ever need to use them, show them this ring, and its members will serve you without question.” Damien examined the ring, his healer's eyes noting the familiar pattern. Suddenly, his breath caught. “This symbol... Senior Sister, this is the mark of the Imperial Shadow Sect!” Damien stared at his senior sister in disbelief. Everyone knew of the Imperial Shadow Sect - the largest, most influential sect in the nation. Its members held positions in every corner of society, from top Business men and women, and top office holders in the country. And here stood its founder.
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At that moment Winston's grip on his phone tightened as Victoria’s words about her friend echoed in his ears. His jaw clenched, his expression darkening. “That bastard…” he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with fury. He could already picture Jessica, standing before her family, blindly defending Damien. It made his blood boil. How could she be so easily manipulated?“He’s got her wrapped around his finger,” Victoria continued, frustration evident in her tone. “And now she’s trying to make everyone believe that he saved her. It’s pathetic.”At that moment Winston exhaled sharply, shaking his head. He wanted to say something, to tell Victoria that things weren’t as simple as they seemed, that he was the one that actually use Jessica but it didn't work.but he held back. His mind raced, trying to figure out how best to navigate this mess without exposing himself, but since Jessica hadn't mentioned his name he took would keep quiet.Victoria, unaware of Winston’s inner turmoil
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Jefferson leaned back against the leather seat, watching his phone with sharp eyes as he processed the information. He could see the gears turning in her mind, the amusement curling at the corner of her lips.“This is perfect,” Megan murmured, her voice laced with satisfaction. She tapped a manicured nail against the glass in her hand. "If anyone can rip Damien apart without leaving a trace, it's Winston.”Jefferson smirked. "That’s exactly what I thought when I heard it. Winston hates Demian already. But if we help him out by giving him something to use in any way? He won’t just hate him—he’ll make sure he disappears.”Megan chuckled, crossing her legs as she leaned forward. “And we both know Winston family doesn't forgive. If Damien has crossed paths with Winston, then it’s only a matter of time before his father gets involved too.”At that moment Jefferson nodded, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face.“Exactly. And the best part? We don’t even have to do anything. Just a
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Valentina's shoulders were tense, her fingers nervously clutching at the hem of her dress as she listened to Damien. He stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable, but there was something sharp in his gaze—something that told her he hadn’t entirely forgiven her just yet.At that moment She swallowed hard. “I… I know I was wrong,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I should have just kept quiet. I shouldn’t have—”Damien cut her off with a sigh. “You didn’t just doubt me, Valentina. You attacked me. You called me a fraud, stood by while your family humiliated me, and let Dr. Maxwell run his mouth like he knew better.” His eyes darkened slightly. “You were ready to let me get thrown out, maybe even locked up, all to protect your pride.”At that moment Valentina clenched her jaw, hating the truth in his words. “I didn’t know what else to do. If I admitted what was happening, they would have found out. Everyone would have known. My career, my future…
