"Lord Crawford, we don't have any evidence."
Beau Swayer said with a bitter smile.
"Isn't there this gentleman?"
Jordan Swayer looked at Wyatt Barnes, clearly full of confidence in him.
Of course, this was because Wyatt had just used several methods to make Beau recover considerably, even when the four-star Saint Refiner in the palace was at a loss. This young man could handle it.
"According to what the gentleman just said, a 'magic pattern' is clearly an extremely obscure existence, and the traces it leaves are negligible... The gentleman can discover and even recognize the magic pattern, showing his erudition. Others, however, might not believe what the gentleman says."
Beau Swayer expressed his concerns.
"As long as the gentleman cures you, won't they believe it?"
Jordan Swayer seemed to dismiss the concern.
