Chapter 423

Sometime later, an older gentleman walked toward them. He was around Gordon's age. However, it was clear from the sullen look on his face that he wasn't very successful in his endeavors.

The older man caught sight of Vania as soon as he emerged, and he kept examining her. The look in his eyes was probing, and it felt as if he was reunited with someone he hadn't seen in a long while.

Vania panicked a little at his gaze. She didn't remember meeting Old Mr. Bamboo before, but she still decided to greet him first, despite the confusion. "Hello, Old Mr. Bamboo. I'm Vania Greyson."

When Old Mr. Bamboo heard her name, he seemed to have come to his senses, a hint of disappointment on his face. The look of disappointment was too obvious, and it puzzled Vania greatly. She had even more questions in her mind now.

Hanson also spoke up, frowning. "Did you mistake her for someone else, sir?"

When Old Mr. Bamboo heard Hanson's voice, he peeled his gaze from Vania and looked at Hanson as he said, "I'm old, and my sight is failing. What a fool I've made of myself!" Then, he continued with a bitter laugh, "You're here for The Great Chemist, aren't you?"

Even though not many people listened to his stories, there was still a continuous stream of visitors who came to him in order to figure out where The Great Chemist was.

Hanson said, "I have a way to make your dreams come true."

Old Mr. Bamboo looked at Hanson, his eyes lighting up. "In exchange for the whereabouts of The Great Chemist?"

When he said that, the light in his eyes disappeared. Hanson could see that Old Mr. Bamboo was troubled by something, so he didn't force the latter. "Sir, you don't have to use The Great Chemist's name in order to make yourself famous."

Old Mr. Bamboo looked at Hanson again, beginning to form another opinion of the young man in front of him. "May I know your name?"

Even though he was talking to someone younger than him, there was unlimited respect in his voice.

"Hanson Luke."

Even though Hanson was an unruly person, he didn't forget basic manners, especially when talking to an elderly person. However, when he was talking, he couldn't hide the nobility and pride he was born with.

Old Mr. Bamboo made a mental note of his name, whereupon his gaze drifted to Vania. There was an obvious unrelenting emotion in his eyes,

Hanson took Vania in his arms. "This is my wife."
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