Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 269 Skin Book

The people at Apricot Grove Hall changed Trenton's wound dressing again, and Martin personally came over to give Trenton acupuncture. Trenton looked at the rows of silver needles and marveled at the amazing medical skills here.

He thought, 'No wonder Pliar country wants to protect this place.'

Sylvester didn't want to stay here so he left.

Originally, Mildred was supposed to follow them, but since Sylvester didn't allow it, he had to stay at Apricot Grove Hall to help other patients. Sylvester went to the library at the Divine Doctor Association's base.

The entrance of the library was guarded by a gatekeeper.

Seeing a stranger coming over, he immediately raised his hands to stop him. he sternly asked, "Who are you? You are not allowed here." Sylvester didn't even look at him. A cold and sinister light flashed in his eyes, and he said directly, "Go away."

The gatekeeper was also angered. He had never seen such a bold man before and immediately raised his hands to stop Sylvester.

But just before he could get close, he screamed in pain, "My arm is broken, my arm."

He didn't even know how Sylvester made his move.

The continuous noise was giving Sylvester a headache.

He lifted his foot and kicked the gatekeeper down the steps.

If it weren't for where Lela had lived, he would have killed the gatekeeper.

Sylvester took out a tissue to wipe the blood away from his hands in disgust and then strolled into the library.

Acacia bell, Requiem!

Lela was sharp-eyed, and Sylvester was no better than she was, but the bell was ringing loud and clear enough for Lela to hear from a distance, but Sylvester didn't seem to notice at all. It was strange.

It was a huge library. Walking inside and looking up, Sylvester could see plenty of books, many of which were rare and priceless.

The entire library was grand and majestic.

Sylvester arrived at the section where ancient and rare books were stored.

The gatekeeper announced, "Mr. Lambert, here he is. That man is inside the library."

Soon, the disciple guarding the gate led the swollen-faced Lloyd over, and when he saw the man inside, Lloyd stopped in his tracks.

The disciple guarding the gate looked at Lloyd's strange expression, and said in confusion, "Mr. Lambert, he's the one who barged into the library."

Sylvester leaned against the bookshelf, held a bamboo slip in his left hand, and flipped through it with his right.

He didn't even bother to look up, but he knew who had arrived, looking with his peripheral vision, and said, "Old man, how have you been?"

His tone was extremely arrogant, but Lloyd found himself unable to retort.

He couldn't beat Sylvester, and he was Sarah's man.

Despite feeling aggrieved, he still wanted to maintain a good relationship with him.

After all, a man as powerful as him probably couldn't meet another who could match him in Pliar's country.

Lloyd had never suffered loss except one fight with Robert. So, there was no one else who could compete with him.

What would happen if Robert were alive and had a fight with Sylvester?

After Sylvester finished speaking, he casually picked up another bamboo slip.

With just one glance, he noticed something unusual, raised an eyebrow, and was about to open it when the gatekeeper shouted frantically, "That's a book made of human skin. It's an antique. Dare you to mess with that? I bet you cannot even afford to damage it."

Then he looked at Lloyd and said, "Mr. Lambert, the ancient book section is full of antiques. Are you going to let him ruin them like this?"

Sylvester frowned and picked up the book made of human skin with his fingertips as his eyes were full of disdain.

He thought, 'No wonder the texture was different. It turned out to be human skin.'