On the way, Xyla Quest saw many familiar faces. However, she didn't see the scarred bald man that had troubled her and Stanley Batton the most the other day. That man left a deep impression on Xyla.

That was because she and Stanley had nearly lost their lives to him.

Yaksha led them respectfully into the living room.

A pot of tea had been brewed and left on a burgundy, rosewood, national-style coffee table.

The teapot was transparent, and there was seemingly bitter, light green tea in it.

After walking up to the coffee table, the three of them sat down.

This time, Yaksha sat on his own on the single sofa.

Xyla and Stanley sat next to each other on the

sat down, he picked up the teapot and poured each

of tea filled their nostrils. It had a calming

tea. It'll cool you down, and it's good for your body..." Yaksha slowly picked up the cup of bitter tea in front of him and

once a sip was

behaved in the

didn't I see the scarred bald

was mentioned, a sadness filled Yaksha's

Xyla instantly asked when

him too hard the other day. He felt too embarrassed, and he got upset..." Yaksha let out a long sigh. "To

intertwined enough," Yaksha added. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

that sadness in

Perhaps, he might

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