Chapter 659 Just You Wait
“Help! Help!” screamed some of the Sabines who could not take it anymore.
“If you don’t want to die, then stand behind me,” came Jared’s voice at that moment.
The next second, the dark mist in the room disappeared.
Only then did the people realize that Jared had sucked in all the black mist into his stomach.
Dumbstruck, they stared at Jared as though they were looking at a monster.
“Are you people not going to come over? Do you all have a death wish?” Jared said coldly to the Sabines, who were all rooted to their spots.
Upon hearing Jared’s reminder, the Sabines snapped back to their senses and quickly rushed to hide behind Jared.
“M-Mr. Chance, who is this?” Frazier stuttered.
“Ha. It’s just a spirit that can’t maintain its physical shape. It’s nothing impressive,” Jared scoffed.
Yet his words infuriated Ewan.
“How dare you mock me, you brat? You must be sick of living!”
Ewan suddenly waved his hands, and the ghostly wind rushed toward them like blades.
“You talk too much.”
Jared moved his fingers, and instantly, blue flames appeared on all ten of his fingertips.
With a wave, the flames shot toward Ewan and destroyed his ghostly wind. Then they landed on Ewan and began burning him.
“Dad!”
Ludovic tried to dart over when he saw his father in flames.
However, Frazier stopped him. “Ludo, that’s not your father anymore! Don’t go there!”
The Sabines averted their eyes, not daring to look at Ewan, who was screaming as the blue flames burned him.
“Mr. Chance, Mr. Sabine, he—”
Although Zyaire knew that Ewan had been possessed and was no longer himself, he still could not sit on his hands and watch Ewan get burned alive.
“Don’t worry. The flames won’t burn his body,” Jared told him.
His explanation instantly made the Sabines sigh in relief.
The flames burned for ten minutes, and Ewan’s screams lasted equally long.
“Are you not going to come out? Do you really want me to use real fire to decimate you?” Jared questioned, seeing that the ghost refused to come out of Ewan.
“You brat, just you wait!”
Right then, a black cloud appeared above Ewan’s head before it morphed into a man’s figure.
Vaguely, they could see that the man’s clothes were worn out. However, the man looked ferocious, and they could see his fangs.
That look of his made some of the Sabines pass out in fright.
Even Frazier jumped and fell to his bottom, unable to utter a single word.
When Jared saw that the ghost was out of Ewan’s body, he formed a red ball of fire in his palm.
Fear manifested on the ghost’s face. Promptly, it transformed into a gust of wind and fled through the window after opening it.
Instead of rushing after it, Jared retracted his spiritual energy and looked at Ewan, who was on the ground. He then tapped Ewan’s forehead.
Ewan’s body twitched, but soon, it stilled again. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.
Silence returned to the living room. Many had peed their pants out of fear, and they hastily went to change their clothes once everything was peaceful again.
“Mr. Chance, how is my father? Can he be saved?” Ludovic quickly asked.
“Don’t worry. Your dad’s fine now. He’ll wake up soon,” Jared said.
