The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Maria’s words prompted Charlie to ponder the possibility of Morvel Bazin’s existence more seriously than ever before. Initially, this question had seemed somewhat ludicrous.

The ‘Apocalyptic Book’ offered no accounts of anyone living for over a thousand years, making this a blind spot in Charlie’s knowledge. Even the ‘Apocalyptic Book’ lacked any mention of the Eternal Green Pill.

Maria herself represented another gap in Charlie’s understanding, let alone Morvel Bazin. Though direct evidence regarding Morvel Bazin’s current status was lacking, Charlie couldn’t afford to take this matter lightly. Caution was paramount. He turned to Maria and said, “I wholeheartedly concur with your perspective. Since we’re already here, there’s no reason to turn back now. Why not proceed as you suggest and investigate together?”

Maria knew Charlie wouldn’t easily give up, and the fact that he was willing to take her along was already a significant concession. She nodded without hesitation. “Agreed! You have my full support.”

Charlie nodded in acknowledgment and then sighed softly. “Given our circumstances, descending from this point isn’t practical for the two of us. Let’s turn back and venture into the mountains in the opposite direction from the town where Morgana appeared.”

“Very well,” Maria obediently agreed. “I’m at your disposal in all matters.”

With a consensus reached, Charlie wasted no time. He swiftly exited at the next ramp after the spot where Morgana had descended, continued forward for dozens of kilometers and disembarked from the highway at the town where Morgana had left.

According to the map, this town had only one rugged mountain road leading to the outside world in addition to the expressway. The beginning of this mountain road was near a mountain named Chiandao

Mountain. It extended further to connect with the entrance and exit of the highway. If one didn’t access the expressway here, they could continue driving ahead to reach a national road.

Morgana appeared on the road between the starting point of Shiwan Mountain and the midpoint of the town.

Jagoan drove to the location where Morgana had last been seen and decided to hike into the mountains from there, following the general direction of Morgana’s abandoned car, in hopes of discovering any clues she might have left behind.

Morgana’s hurried departure, Jagoan suspected she hadn’t had time

the car, Jagoan equipped himself for mountain hiking, and they began

virgin forest. Alongside the road were terraced fields cultivated by local farmers, complete with paths for humans,

search direction, so they followed it deeper into the

wilderness. There were fewer

khaki path in the valley ahead had narrowed into a slender Y-shape. Additionally, there was a meandering river, just over

zone of four to five

of the mountain, the path forked, with the right branch leading deeper into the wilderness. The left branch ascended another smaller mountain ahead. Compared to the one Jagoan and Maria were ascending, this mountain was shorter. At its peak stood a small

and humid southwest, maintained its lush, green appearance throughout the year. The slopes, mountaintops and

scenery. She couldn’t help but express her admiration, “The ancients often spoke of secluded, winding paths, but I never imagined that the landscape along such paths, like the legendary Eternal Mountains, could be so serene and beautiful. Living here for a

here. You can choose a mountain to build

for cultivating green tea. Young master, while I do appreciate tea, I don’t intend to spend my life toiling as a tea farmer. There are already countless tea trees on Erlang Mountain and my knowledge of them is vast. If you buy land here for me to cultivate tea, wouldn’t I then be devoted to

intention. I just noticed how much you appreciate this place and thought

replied softly, “With such a

they continued their journey, they encountered a bald woman in a gray robe at the Y-shaped intersection ahead. She had been squatting, washing clothes

intersection ahead of Jagoan and Maria. The nun stopped at the intersection, leaned against the road’s left side in the Y-shape and proceeded to wash her clothes. She took a wet robe from the wooden basin, scrubbed it and then beat it vigorously with the wooden