Chapter 698

Matthew didn't expect that this topic would come up. However, since Kingston didn't want to give him the Plague Compendium, there was no point in trying to small talk his way to it. He could only try to look for another way to go about it.

Thus, he turned his car around and left.

The car was stopped in front of a garden. As the both of them entered the yard, they saw that there were still leftovers on the table inside the house, which reeked of alcohol.

Kingston went into the house and plopped immediately onto the couch,

exclaiming, "I'm dead tired. I ran around so much my legs are just about to fall off."

Matthew was speechless. How could Kingston just leave the table like that without cleaning it up first? He just realized that there were a few alcohol bottles that were still left exposed, uncapped.

He walked over, reached out to grab the bottle caps, and was about to close the bottle shut when a brilliant idea flashed in his mind.

If Kingston was drunk, he would be able to spill the beans. He could give that a try!

He hollered at Kingston, who was on the couch, "Come drink with me!"

Kingston didn't move. He whipped his phone out and scrolled on it mindlessly, watching short videos, and replied, "I don't want to move. I just wanna lay down."

on the table.

jumped up, surprised. He shifted his gaze from his phone to Matthew, only to hear him

and replied, "Okay. I'll

took one of them,

shot glass and downed it as well. Matthew filled

was about to grab some fries when he saw what Matthew did. Dejectedly, he had no choice but to

of them went back and forth

were a dozen shots down at that point. Kingston's eyes were bleary, his body was swaying and he started speaking with a slight

It's so tiring to

didn't respond. He was waiting

just like a dream. Why are other people's dreams good, but mine are

that Kingston was really upset that Wendy had lied to

was clearly after your Plague Compendium anyway. Don't overthink

could not hear what Matthew had said as he continued, "Say, would it all get better if

alcohol had taken its desired effects,

people would go straight to hell after they died, and they would be judged for what they did in

demerits, they could get another chance

stay alive then. If not, the sufferings would have to begin all

related to the Plague Compendium. "Alan said that infectious diseases or plagues could be the cause

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