"Don’t worry, I will." Wang Dadong nodded.

"Xie Xie." An Yu gave Wang Dadong a gentle smile.

Undeniably, An Yu’s smile was beautiful.

It’s just a pity that she seldom smiled, and Wang Dadong hadn’t seen it often.

After An Yu left, Wang Dadong began to study the materials An Yu had left him. The content was limited; it only mentioned the drug cartel known as Devil’s Den, whose leader was called Scorpion King, and a scant distribution of power.

There was also a photo and name of a member of Dark Night Eternal Sorrow.

Saint Roland.

Of course, Saint Roland was probably just a code name, not her real name, but it didn’t matter.

After all, he didn’t intend to rely on Dark Night Eternal Sorrow for help. After all, they weren’t his people, so there were concerns. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

After memorizing all the materials, Wang Dadong gently clenched his palm, turning the materials into powder, and then threw them into the trash can.

Shaking his head, Wang Dadong slowly left the café.

Back at the office, Wang Dadong thought for a moment and decided to call Wu Fangqing, telling her that he could now remove Yama’s Finger for Tesla.

Tesla had already arrived in Huaxia by special plane, waiting for Wang Dadong’s news.

"Qingqing, is he really willing to cure me?" Tesla said weakly, reclining on the large bed in a hotel.

His spirit was extremely exhausted, as thin as a bag of bones.

If he hadn’t experienced it himself, he wouldn’t believe such miraculous things existed in the world.

After numerous examinations and diagnoses by authoritative hospitals, they found nothing wrong with his body, but as the God of Death slowly approached, he finally realized.

Wang Dadong was not exaggerating.

This was simply like a curse.

"Don’t worry, godfather, he will cure you." Wu Fangqing gently held Tesla’s hand and said softly.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Wang Dadong walked in.

Seeing Tesla’s condition, Wang Dadong’s brow furrowed slightly. It seemed that during this time, Tesla was not sitting idly but seeking various methods to heal himself.

But Yama’s Finger is not something that can be cured just because one wants to cure it.

The wrong approach might even bring unimaginable consequences.

Wang Dadong slowly walked up to Tesla, extended his hand to take Tesla’s pulse, and turned to leave.

"Wang Dadong, are you done?" Wu Fangqing was a bit puzzled. Had Wang Dadong cured Yama’s Finger, which had tormented Tesla so bitterly?

But Wang Dadong shook his head.

Wu Fangqing’s expression changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth, "Wang Dadong, you promised to save my godfather!"

Wang Dadong replied blandly, "Yes, I promised you, but now, I can’t save him."

"Why!" Wu Fangqing’s emotions were a bit agitated.

Wang Dadong glanced at Tesla and said, "Originally, I could have cured him, but he took the forbidden potion, there’s no saving him."

Wang Dadong had just checked Tesla’s body and discovered a strange energy within Tesla, a familiar source.

It belonged to Angel Potion’s energy.

Of course, it wasn’t the kind of potion that can enhance Angel-level, but an extremely rare forbidden potion.

Terror Archangel!

Legend says this forbidden potion can regenerate severed limbs or even resurrect those on the brink of death.

Yet, being named "terror," it naturally has terrifying side effects.

Namely, it consumes at least twenty years of life force.

It achieves a healing effect through life force overdrawn.

However, Yama’s Finger isn’t a disease or disability but a specific method that reversed certain meridians within Tesla.

Once meridian reversal occurs, the damage is absolutely devastating, and over time, fatal.

To remove Yama’s Finger, the practitioner must personally reverse it, as only they know which meridians have been reversed.

So, even Terror Archangel can’t possibly heal Tesla.

Terror Archangel couldn’t deliver a healing effect, but that doesn’t mean it won’t consume life force.

Tesla, already nearing sixty and afflicted by Yama’s Finger, has become frail in life force consumption. Taking Terror Archangel, enough to drain all life force.

"What..." Hearing Tesla’s fate was sealed, Wu Fangqing lost all her strength, collapsing onto a chair.

Tesla felt deep regret as well; he spent countless money to acquire the Terror Archangel, even made some compromising promises to Dark Forces, but instead, faced death because of it.

"Prepare for his funeral, his time is maximum one month..." Wang Dadong sighed softly, shook his head, ready to leave.

In this situation, he was powerless.

Despite his high medical skills, he’s merely a doctor, not divine, unable to defy destiny.

"Wang Dadong, please, save my godfather, I know you have a way!" Just as Wang Dadong reached the door, he suddenly felt someone clutching his leg.

It was Wu Fangqing.

Lowering his gaze, Wang Dadong sighed, "Wu Fangqing, I’ve told you I’m truly powerless."

"Please, save my godfather!" Wu Fangqing released Wang Dadong, then knelt and bowed.

"I truly can’t save him."

"As long as you save my godfather, I’m willing to pay any price!" Wu Fangqing continued to bow.

"Save my godfather!"

"Save my godfather!"

Soon, her forehead bore bloodstains from bowing.

"Qingqing, don’t beg him, don’t beg him, he won’t save me..." Witnessing this scene, Tesla, agitated, tried to get up from the bed.

But Wu Fangqing, like a wound-up machine, kept fiercely bowing to Wang Dadong.

Seeing Wu Fangqing’s forehead bleeding profusely, Wang Dadong felt a hint of compassion.

Yet, having consumed Terror Archangel, even Martial Artists struggle to withstand it, let alone an older man like him.

After thinking it over, Wang Dadong still approached Tesla, swiftly tapped several dozen points on Tesla’s body.

Although he couldn’t remove the effects of Terror Archangel’s energy, he could release Yama’s Finger for Tesla to suffer less before he died.

This is all he could do.

Wu Fangqing felt hopeless.

She realized Wang Dadong might truly have no means to cure Tesla.

"Sorry, godfather..." Both embraced each other, weeping.

"It’s okay, Qingqing, I’ve made many mistakes throughout my life, perhaps this is heaven’s punishment..." Tesla shed old man’s tears.

"If only we could find that thing, maybe it could save his life..." Wang Dadong suddenly turned back from the door and said to them.