Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1423

Looking at the young man with bright red eyes, I snap to my senses. The first thought I have is:

What a waste of a handsome face!

After two seconds, I become somewhat worried.

Is this guy mentally challenged, or just simply mental?

Is he the type of person who easily loses his way to the point that a missing report pamphlet is handed out the very next day?

No, he answered me very fluently just now. He looks fine on the surface… Perhaps he’s just bad with directions? Woah! How can someone like this be allowed outside the house on their own? I hesitate for a moment before asking, “Do you have your family’s number? Do you need to give them a call?”

The man’s expression instantly turns extremely ugly, giving off the feeling that he wants to bury his head in the ground.

“There’s no need!” he answers firmly. “It was just a mistake. A mistake. I wasn’t focused, as I was thinking about other problems.”

“There’s no need to explain,” I immediately respond.

Trying to explain it just shows your attempts to hide things… I add inwardly.

Following that, I stand up, turn around, and point at the end of the road.

“Follow this path to the crossroads, then turn right, understand? Turn right.”

I move my right arm as I face the same direction as him.

The man gloomily says, “I’m not a juvenile.

“I’ll concentrate this time. There definitely won’t be a problem!”

I ignore his emphasis and instead remind him, “If you encounter any more accidents, you can look for the police.”

I originally wanted to mischievously say “Mr. Policeman,” but since he has already said that he isn’t a juvenile, I’ll just forget about it.

However, is this guy living in some stage play? His choice of words are quite literal!

Juvenile?

Using the term “primary school student” would be more down-to-earth!

The man falls silent for two seconds before taking a deep breath.

“Thank you.”

I suppress my urge to

the road, I sit

to say that meat kebabs have to have fat in order to be delicious. Otherwise, they need to be marinated. Otherwise, it would definitely be dry, woody, and

this aspect, chicken skin is definitely the type of food that can take up

quality is hard to guarantee. Some barbecue stalls use the kind that were frozen for

bite down on a piece of condiment-infused chicken skin that’s been coated with grease. Combined with a mouthful of pineapple and the chilling taste of beer, I find this summer evening simply wonderful

It’s refreshing and quenches my thirst… I’m completely engrossed in the food to the point that I

I take in

rub

next second, I start

have to control myself! What

near future, I can only indulge

a dilemma, I look up

that isn’t suited to proper nightlife. He has

the figure seems to sense my gaze.

Me: “…”

Him: “…”

f**k are you

me that

by the roadside, neither advancing nor retreating. He seems to be embroiled

look around, but I don’t see

for a moment before standing

kebabs were delivered, so the lady boss doesn’t stop me from

you there?” I don’t

know when to joke

changes. After a few

I turn

The wind nearly scatters his voice

I walk along the road to the

are you from? You speak pretty

hesitates

no wonder. Which ethnic group are you from? How should I address

side and

is Bai[1]. My name

a nice name, just

sarcasm in

or Lyn

joke and

wrong. Over here.” I quickly

are a primary

around and follows me to

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