Upon returning home, Ferguson was about to lodge a complaint with Travis. But before Ferguson could even find him, Travis’ men arrived.
“Mr. Doyle, what happened to you?”
“I got beaten up by an old geezer. Take me to see Mr. Lloyd immediately,” Ferguson said furiously.
“Mr. Doyle, Mr. Lloyd is in a hurry for you to bring the healer back. Where is he?”
“Healer, my foot. He’s just a doctor. That bastard’s the one who beat me up,” Ferguson said through his gritted teeth.
Ferguson soon met with Travis. When Travis saw him in this state, he was equally surprised. “Mr. Doyle, what happened to you? Who dared to beat you up like this?” Travis asked curiously.
“Mr. Lloyd, you must stand up for me!” Ferguson exclaimed. He looked like a bullied child returning home to his parents in Travis’ eyes. Tears streamed down Ferguson’s face as he cried in sorrow and grievance.
“You’re a grown man. Stop crying and speak properly,” Travis said impatiently.
Wiping his tears, Ferguson said, “Mr. Lloyd, I went to get that so-called healer for you. Who would’ve thought that old geezer would be so arrogant? He slapped me the moment I approached him.
“I wanted to teach him a lesson, but he turned out to be very skilled. I couldn’t handle him, so…” Ferguson embellished the story as he recounted it.
He continued, “Mr. Lloyd, that old geezer doesn’t take the Lloyds seriously at all. If we don’t deal with him, how will we maintain our dignity?”
“How dare he strike someone from the Lloyd family? Such audacity!” Travis exclaimed as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. But then, he thought of something. “He’s a healer and so powerful. He might be a hidden master.
“Here’s what we’ll do. Bring him over to treat me first. If he can cure my illness, we’ll let this slide. If not, I’ll let you handle him as you see fit.”
“What? But…” Ferguson was displeased. He wanted nothing more than to tear Sebastian to pieces. Yet, Travis was asking him to invite Sebastian over. This made Ferguson feel utterly
humiliated.
Travis didn’t care about Ferguson’s feelings. He just said coldly, “Mr. Doyle, I hope you remember your place. If you delay my treatment, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
Ferguson broke into a cold sweat. Though Travis was disabled, he was still the master. Dealing with Ferguson would be a simple matter. Realizing this, Ferguson dared not delay.
He quickly took a few men and ran out.
Upon seeing Sebastian again, Ferguson was instantly enraged. But he remembered Travis’ instructions and suppressed his anger.
“What’s this? Got a taste for getting beaten? Looking for another round?” Sebastian taunted.
Hearing this, Ferguson almost spat out blood in his fury but held back and said, “Mr. Lloyd wants you to treat his illness. If you can cure him, we can forget about what happened earlier and even give you a generous reward.”
“Oh… so you need my help.” Sebastian feigned sudden realization. He continued, “I’ll treat him, but you need to show enough sincerity first.”
“Name your price,” Ferguson said arrogantly.
Sebastian replied, “It’s not about money. You made me angry earlier, and I’m upset now. Kneel down and apologize.”
“What? You want me to kneel and apologize?” Ferguson was so enraged he could hardly speak. “Don’t push it too far. You beat me up, and now, you want me to apologize? This is too much.”
Sebastian’s expression turned cold. “If you’re not willing, then scram.”
“I…” Ferguson nearly cursed out loud.
“I was wrong earlier. I apologize. Now, come with me,” Ferguson said.
“You have to kneel and apologize to show sincerity. Do you want me to treat Mr. Lloyd or not?” Sebastian asked.
