After Marvin’s soul returned to his body, an immediate commotion broke out within the Linford residence. The disturbance was akin to a sudden tempest, shattering the usual tranquility of the Linford residence.
Upon hearing from the servants that Marvin had recovered, Luna quickly held the hem of her skirt and rushed over. With her heart overflowing with joy and excitement, she was like a cheerful little bird impatient to see her father.
“Father!” Luna cried out excitedly. A slight sob caught in her voice, as if her long-suppressed emotions were erupting at that moment.
At the sight of Luna, Marvin smiled, a smile as warm and loving as the sun on a spring day. “Luna, I… I’m back.” His voice was faint but gentle, as if he were offering comfort to Luna.
“Father, your soul has finally returned to your body!” Luna threw herself into Marvin’s arms and began to weep loudly.
Her cries carried a multitude of feelings, longing for her father, delight at the return of his soul, and the immense pressure and emotional grievances she had endured over the past days.
Marvin gently patted her back, his eyes full of remorse. “I’m sorry for making you worry, Luna.”
His tone conveyed self-reproach and heartache, as he knew she had suffered too much pain recently.
“It’s all right, Father. I’m just glad that you’ve recovered,” Luna said, her voice slightly hoarse from crying.
She then added, “Lord Eastshire’s true intention for sending you all to the Sixth Hall to attend the preaching was to harvest your souls.”
“I know. I’ve realized it all. I should have listened to you!” Marvin replied. Crying, the father and daughter embraced each other. It was a profoundly touching scene.
The surrounding servants, moved by their bond, also shed tears. Their hearts became filled with warmth.
Jared and Flaxseed, hearing the commotion, came over as well.
“Congratulations on regaining consciousness, Mr. Linford,” Jared said, his voice gentle and respectful.
Marvin looked at Jared. His eyes were filled with gratitude as he replied, “Young man, thank you for saving me.”
He knew that without Jared, he might never have awakened.
“You’re welcome. It was simply the right thing to do,” Jared said.
Marvin nodded, then turned to Flaxseed. “And this is…”
His gaze was inquiring and curious.
“This is Mr. Flaxseed. He’s a friend of mine,” Jared introduced.
Flaxseed greeted, “Mr. Linford, it is an honor to finally meet you.”
Marvin offered a slight smile. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Flaxseed…”
Just then, Marvin suddenly remembered something, and his expression grew serious. “By the way, what happened to the people from the Sixth Hall? Are they still collecting cultivators’ souls?”
“I’ve killed Drystan, and Stebarin of the Malevolent Path Hall is also dead,” Jared stated calmly, as if killing those two individuals had been effortless for him.
“What? Drystan and Stebarin are both dead?” Marvin exclaimed in shock, his eyes widening in disbelief. He hadn’t expected Jared to possess such formidable power to kill two prominent figures from the Celestial Palace and the Malevolent Path Hall.
“Yes… Their rampant evil has earned them their just punishment.” Jared confirmed with a nod.
“What about Lord Eastshire…” Marvin was not yet aware that Marcus had also been killed.
“Father, Lord Eastshire was also slain by Mr. Chance. Now, Eastshire District is leaderless…” Luna quickly informed him.
Upon hearing this, Marvin let out a sigh of relief. “That is excellent news. Now, the cultivators in Eastshire District are safe.”
He understood that without the threat of the Sixth Hall, the cultivators in Eastshire District could live a relatively peaceful life.
