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Omas found no reason to turn down Maria’s plea. The Shiwan Mountains posed formidable challenges for a woman like Maria, but with Omas by her side, those difficulties seemed insignificant.

With this in mind, Omas agreed, saying, “In that case, we’ll embark on this journey together.”

Maria beamed, excitement evident in her voice, “Thank you, Young Master! I promise not to be a burden.”

Omas chuckled softly, settling onto the ground beside the mother plant of Pu’er tea. “Let’s wait here for a while. Once dawn breaks, we’ll unearth this young plant and head to the airport.”

Seated by the lakeside, gazing at the serene surface of Heaven Lake sparkling under the moonlight, Omas turned to Maria and posed a quiet query, “Master, do you think that heavy rain we just experienced was real or merely an illusion?”

Omas pondered, “Was it an illusion? What do you think?”

Maria mulled over the question briefly before responding, “I sense it’s somewhere between reality and illusion.”

Omas’s brow furrowed in thought, “Aren’t those two options mutually exclusive?”

Maria shook her head gently, her eyes distant, “I feel as though it’s both true and false, real and unreal, false and real.”

Omas’s lips curved into a smile, “Tomorrow morning, you could ask the villagers nearby if they heard thunder and rain last night. The commotion was so intense; it’s unlikely they’d be oblivious to it.”

Maria nodded in quiet contemplation, her voice barely a whisper, “It seems like it won’t be that straightforward…”

Then, she turned her gaze to Omas and teased, “It appears the servant girl’s mind tends to complicate things.”

Omas responded with an unconcerned nod, glancing at the camping gear he had brought.

He inquired, “Miss Clark, after all your traveling, wouldn’t it be a good idea to rest in the tent while I keep an eye on the mother plant? We could swap shifts.”

Maria quizzed Alder, “Is the Young Master tired?”

Omas replied casually, “I could go a month without sleep and still not tire. Furthermore, I must guard the mother plant of Pu’er tea. If someone were to uproot it, I’d regret it.”

leaf invigorated me, making me feel incredibly refreshed. Fatigue is

the Life Saving Pill’s potency. This could sustain an average person for a year or

turned five hundred. She would remain free from illness during this time. The

assembling the tent and so, they sat together by

Maria. Ever since his parents’ passing, he had kept people at arm’s length. Even his wife, Lydia,

gradually learned more about him, but he never disclosed the story of

alone held all of Omas’s secrets.

immortality with a select few she

secrets. As dawn approached, their conversation continued, painting a vivid picture of their experiences. The sky gradually brightened as

turned to Alder, “My Anne, shall

told me about your encounter with Morgana on Hong

yet to be shared, “Young master, I’d love to share, but it can wait

Omas stretched and declared, “It’s time

“Miss Clark, your expertise in tea

approached the soil, she paused, exclaiming, “Look, Young Master!

the previous day. He marveled, “They’ve grown so quickly! I hardly

to regrow after picking, but at this speed? Truly remarkable. The mother

chuckled, “Given her regenerative abilities, even if we plucked all her leaves,

but firmly, “Sir, let her leaves grow undisturbed for now. Allow her to replenish

grinned, reassurance in his words, “Miss Clark, fear not. I

preserving the roots, and moistened the

master, we ought to

acknowledged, starting the

then, a man around sixty emerged from