Chapter 1158

Weston seemed to be deaf to Ben’s advice. He quietly watched as the blood from his wrist slowly dripped into the ancient copper basin. The thick blood and copper color formed a strong contrast that looked strikingly beautiful. However, it was just too weird. Ben had to bite the bullet. He stood in front of Weston and tried to stop his madness. “Mr. Ford, you can’t go on like this. You’ll faint from bloodloss…” Weston ignored him. He focused his attention on the priest and asked him, “Is this enough?” The priest wiped his sweat and nodded slightly. He said, “Whether she can come to your dream or not is still an uncertainty. If your feelings aren’t sincere enough…” Weston suddenly cut him off coldly, “Did you deceive me?” The priest frowned. “Everything in heaven and earth is about destiny. If you’re not fated, no matter how you push it, you won’t have it. I’ve told you from the beginning. You’re pushing it now. If you must have the result, I can’t help you.” Ben understood immedi