Chapter 742

"If you don't understand, then don't look. You're not going to the island anyway," Cyrus said. "I'm old, and I shall just wait for my end at home. What's the point of participating in such a game? It feels unsettling to die away from home," Ophelia replied with a smile. She had used someone else's identity when signing up to lower Cyrus' guard. Wielding such profound medical knowledge at the age of 100, she was not intimidated by Cyrus. She was only wary of the young lord. As long as she could paralyze Cyrus quietly and not alarm the young lord, she was confident she could eliminate Cyrus. "Well, I'm not interested in killing old people either. But if I encounter some obstinate troublemakers who are too stubborn for their age, I won't go easy on them. Their souls won't be able to find their way home if they die in such a place. They'll end up as wandering ghosts instead," Cyrus said. These words struck a chord with Ophelia. For an old woman like her, she longed to return to