Se connecterThe rest of the cabal thought about it and nodded slightly—eliminate the impossible, and whatever remained, however improbable, had to be the truth.Hence, voting Hank as their representative, they contacted Julien.Julien was just hating on them to the bone.He had really thought that everyone would show him, the heir apparent of the Rothschilds, due respect.But as it turned out, those geezers were sick and twisted—so obsessed with their fetish that they were willing to give up on their future.And they had definitely called his bluff.Even as the heir apparent of the Rothschilds, the only threat he posed was enforcing boycotts in business, denying them wealth. So, once the cabal decided that they no longer cared how much money they made, as they had enough to spend for the rest of their lives, Julien was no threat to them at all.As such, he was still seething when he got Hank's call first thing in the morning, and he immediately snapped, "What the fuck are you calling me f
When dawn arrived the next day, the cabal member whose heart had stopped was now stable, along with the rest.The doctors advised them to stay for observation, but they simply brushed past him as they were used to overdosing, even on drugs.By morning, Hank and the rest of the cabal had quickly discharged themselves.Their friend whose heart had stopped was still weakened, but he insisted on leaving too—he was not going to die, and staying in the hospital was pointless.Moreover, the longer they stayed in public, the more likely they could get caught and exposed.Hence, as they left Silverwing Hospital together, Hank asked, "So, did you all notice something strange?""Strange?" One of them asked in return. "You mean it's strange that we're all having… Performance issues?"Hank frowned. "What, are you saying that's not strange?""Well, yeah," the other man nodded, pursing his lips. "I was just wondering if that Oskian man did something to us. Why else would we suffer the same th
Hank asked, "What? Where are you taking me?""A private ward, Sir," the nurse replied.Hank was shocked. "Wait, does that mean we're still at risk?""You can ask the doctor, not me."As the nurse finished speaking, Hank was wheeled into an independent room.Once the nurse helped Hank settle in, two uniformed officers strode in, one of them staring fixedly at him. "Good evening—we're from Aurous Hill precinct. Can we confirm that you overdosed on sildenafil?"Hank scowled unhappily. "Well, yeah. I took too many pills…"The officer nodded and pressed, "Why would you do that?"Hank scowled even harder. "Because I couldn't get it up!"The officer raised a brow—at least the man was honest.As such, he tried to frame the next question politely, "Do you understand that sex tourism is a violation of Oskian laws?""But it's not sex tourism!" Hank groaned. "I just said I couldn't get it up—like, I'm motivated, but it just ain't working! Are you mocking me, officer?!"The officer purs
After the hospital called the cops, however, another foreign patient was rushed in before the cops could arrive.Still, three patrol cars soon arrived at Silverwing Hospital, and the officer in charge questioned the emergency department chief.The emergency department chief scratched his head and sighed. "It's a complete mystery—they are all foreigners, and all of them overdosed on sildenafil without exception. One of them is even in critical condition…"The officer was stunned. "Sildenafil? As in… viagra?!""Yeah—that's the brand name," the emergency department chief nodded. "The side effects are never that serious, so they had to have taken way too much to be in that state."The officer pursed his lips awkwardly. "How can we intervene with some foreigners taking too much viagra? Heck, we might even look bad for bossing tourists around just for taking viagra…"The emergency department chief shook his head. "Their possibly unseemly activities aside, you know how bad things can ge
Nonetheless, the older members of the cabal presumed that it was merely stress from the long journey, and thus, they took more little blue pills than usual until their blood pressure skyrocketed and they were positively trembling.But even though their body hairs were standing up, they still couldn't get it up.The first one who suffered was Hank—even with six little blue pills and the company of three young women, he still couldn't get a rise.Frustrated, he kept shoving more pills in his mouth while huffing, "What the hell is going on? Did Julien and that prick somehow get to my mind?!"Even as he was done speaking, he shoved another pill down his throat.Such was the difference in mindset between believers of traditional and non-traditional medicine.Even when it came to painkillers like morphine or ibuprofen, believers of traditional medicine would always stick to the dosage stated on the doctor's prescription or the directions displayed on the product label.That wasn't the
Charlie's sudden departure only left Julien further infuriated with the cabal.This bunch really didn't know what was good for them, disrespecting Charlie!Growling coolly, he told them, "Just remember! Everyone on this table, aside from Matt, is now an enemy of Julien Rothschild!"The cabal members were on the verge of tears and begging for mercy.Despite that, they were standing their ground.In the end, they really didn't need money, while all Julien could do was enforce a boycott against their businesses. Heck, they'd rather satisfy their needs than make more money!It went without saying that they were so far gone they didn't even have the mindset of a tycoon, and the way they saw it, they'd really be dead if they agreed to Charlie's demands.They already had trouble keeping themselves in check, yet now they were supposed to hire a bunch of killers to lord over them? Why not just shoot themselves in the head?!It was so ridiculous that there was absolutely no reason for th







