“Yes, I’m alright,” As Stanley Batton spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jeremy Quest courteously.

Jeremy took the cigarette from him and placed it between his lips.

Stanley then took out the lighter and carefully lit the cigarette for Jeremy.

Jeremy took a deep breath before continuing, “Xyla told me that you’d be fine as long as you go for regular blood transfusion. Is that true?”

“Yeah.” Stanley refused to elaborate on his condition.

“Are you sure?” Je