“This should be a burial stone—something you’d only find in a thousand-year-old tomb,” Ethan Blake said evenly.
“A thousand-year-old tomb…” A shiver crawled down Marcus Collins’s spine.
“Exactly. This stone kept releasing corruption through that strange orchid. Under its influence, your daughter gradually developed those uncanny symptoms.” Ethan spoke in the simplest words he could manage.
“I see… Then how should we deal with it?”
“Burn the orchid. As for the stone, the best way is to throw it into a lake.”
Marcus immediately called for a servant and ordered her to dispose of the orchid and the burial stone as instructed.
Once they were carried away, Marcus felt his whole body grow lighter. Every time he had stepped into this bedroom before, there had always been a suffocating pressu
