People become restrained by their ties, Gatlin Meskill had ties; he feared for the Meskill family, worried about Donald Meskill being killed, so when facing the ghost-like Yusuf Zuck, he could only choose to compromise. Actually, it wasn’t just Gatlin Meskill who had ties, Yusuf Zuck had them too; he didn’t want to avoid killing off the Meskill family’s upper echelon but killing them would mean the Meskill family’s outer forces retaliating, harming his own family and friends everywhere, and even if he won, he would have lost in reality. The Meskill family thought their lives were precious, and Yusuf Zuck thought his friends’ lives were more precious than those of the Meskill family. So, whether it was Gatlin Meskill or Yusuf Zuck, up until now, neither had become completely crazy; they hadn’t lost their minds, so they both adhered to their final defenses or bottom lines. No one in the room spoke because they didn’t know where the disappeared Yusuf Zuck had gone; had he left, or not? Hence, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, everyone highly tense. Panic-stricken footsteps sounded from outside the door, followed by Donald Meskill’s voice. "Grandfather, are you there? Yusuf Zuck, I’ve released your friend. You can come out now, but please don’t harm my family. Otherwise, you’ll regret it!" Donald Meskill didn’t dare to barge in; they really didn’t know the situation inside the room. Old Master Meskill did not answer Donald Meskill’s words but after a moment of silence, suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "Young friend Yusuf, please come out, no need to hide anymore. Let’s have a proper talk, and please don’t hurt my grandson." "Sly old thing," Yusuf Zuck, who was sitting in the corner Invisible, cursed inwardly. Gatlin Meskill truly was a character; he was worried that Yusuf hadn’t left and, upon Donald entering, might assassinate him. Of course, Yusuf Zuck did not speak or respond to him. The other high-level members of the Meskill family looked around east and west in confusion, not knowing what to do. They didn’t know whether he had left or not. "Young friend Yusuf, I can assure you that we can become friends. I will also bring you greater benefits," Gatlin Meskill continued speaking, seemingly to the air, but he was very serious. "Fine, if you won’t come out, then forget it." Gatlin Meskill stood up, walked to the door, and pulled both doors wide open. This update is available on NoveI★Fire.net "Grandfather." Seeing the senior Meskill himself opening the door, Donald Meskill immediately rushed over—his relationship with his grandfather was even deeper than with his father, for he was his grandfather’s most cherished. "Everyone, come in, he’s gone." "Uh..." Those who had been guarding the door were all stunned; they hadn’t seen Yusuf Zuck go out. Where could he have gone? Impossible, right? "Grandfather, didn’t he not leave?" Donald Meskill frowned. "Come inside, and then we’ll talk." Old Master Meskill turned around and glanced around the room before shaking his head; truth be told, he had been testing, trying to see if Yusuf Zuck was still there. But Yusuf Zuck was also cunning, so he genuinely didn’t know whether Yusuf had truly left or was hiding somewhere in their house. However, being able to make oneself Invisible was like a deity’s trick! "Really not here?" After Donald Meskill and the others entered the room and saw no sign of Yusuf Zuck, only the beads of sweat on the foreheads of his uncles and such standing motionless on the ground. Meanwhile, Yusuf Zuck finally saw Donald Meskill for himself. But after just one glance at the man, Yusuf Zuck’s heart stirred up a storm. He had encountered many Truth-Insight users, killed several in the realm of Truth-Insight, and had once thought that the one they called Alvin Escobar was the strongest among them. But the moment he laid eyes on Donald Meskill, he realized that Donald was far more powerful than the little Alvin; through telekinesis, he could clearly see a ball of light emanating from Donald’s dantian. The ball of light was constantly pulsating, nurturing Donald’s meridians at all times! Strong, he was extremely strong, so strong that Yusuf Zuck knew if he were to face him head-on, it would take only three or five moves for Donald to shatter him to pieces. "What is that ball of light, and why is it that the dantians of others with Truth-Insight only have fog-like qi, while his is a ball?" At that moment, Yusuf Zuck’s breathing became faint, as if he was afraid that Donald would discover him. Because Donald was simply too powerful, he felt deep down that he was no match for him; assassination or stealth attacks would likely be futile. This kind of person, if you got close to him, he could sense it. "Take him out of here and bury him with honors," Gatlin Meskill ordered the people who had just entered with a wave of his hand. "Old Master, where is the person?" At that time, Alvin Escobar also asked. "He said he left," Gatlin Meskill said with a wry smile. "He said he left? Er... what does that mean?" Donald Meskill and Alvin Escobar, along with others, were confused. What did it mean by ’he said he left’? That didn’t make any sense. "He was sitting right here, he said he was leaving, and then he vanished, just disappeared right in front of us, into thin air," Gatlin Meskill pointed at the sofa where Yusuf Zuck had been sitting and explained. "What?" Donald Meskill and the others were astounded, they now understood what Gatlin was saying. When Yusuf Zuck said he was leaving, he simply disappeared, so the old master had no idea whether Yusuf Zuck had actually left or not. Disappeared? Invisible? Underground escape? A deity? Alvin Escobar felt a chill run up his spine, and Donald Meskill was so shocked that it felt like his heart skipped a beat. If previously they were not afraid of Yusuf Zuck’s ability to use telekinesis to control objects, the idea that he could turn invisible or move underground without a trace was terrifying. If he had such abilities, he could kill anyone by sneaking up to their bedside in the middle of the night. You wouldn’t see him coming, and then he’d just lift a knife and chop you down. This was too dangerous and beyond comprehension. "It’s true, we all saw it. He was sitting there talking, and then he was gone," one of the Meskill family’s senior members added hastily, as if afraid that Donald wouldn’t believe it. "I understand," Donald Meskill said with an icy gaze, sweeping through every corner of the room before taking a deep breath and saying, "Let’s leave it at that for today. Grandfather, you must be tired. I’ll accompany you back to your room to rest." "Yes, everyone disperse. Go back to your own homes, and do not come here again if it’s not necessary," Gatlin Meskill said, as if he had suddenly aged several years, his voice lacking its usual strength. Donald Meskill, supporting Gatlin Meskill, exited the main hall and headed towards the side hall. Yusuf Zuck cursed inwardly, acknowledging that Donald Meskill was indeed a clever and cunning man. Russ Trujillo told him he was a monster, and it seemed that wasn’t an exaggeration. This man was intelligent, cunning, and powerful, so what was he if not a monster? Seeing Donald and Gatlin Meskill enter the side hall and the others quickly departing, Yusuf Zuck quietly slipped out of the broken window and vanished into the night. In the current situation, it was not wise to push the Meskill family further, nor to openly oppose Donald Meskill. If the Meskill family stopped bothering him, then he must absolutely not act rashly! He had come to realize that within the Meskill family, Donald Meskill was the most powerful. Therefore, even if he had killed the entire Meskill family just now, but with Donald still alive, Yusuf Zuck’s efforts would still be in vain. "No, this won’t do. I must find the method to unlock the fourth and fifth Blood Beads, and quickly!" Yusuf Zuck felt a sense of urgency, a pressure imposed by Donald Meskill.