The driver looked at the crack in the rear window. "Mr. Kingston, the car..."

"Never mind that. Was the water splashed on him?"

"Yes."

"Good."

The driver was speechless.

It had always felt like Yale had been holding himself back. He would either explode in silence or do something twisted while still suppressing himself.

Ever since Yale broke through the normal conventions and began to let loose, people rarely understood him.

Olivia observed the buildings in the village. "Ethan, was this place eroded by natural disasters in the past?"

"That's right, young lady. More than 20 years ago, there was a flood in our village. That flood was quite something.

"Our village is poor, and no one could patch things up, so the buildings remain the same as they were 20 years ago."

walked over to them. "Are you here to invest

dressed completely differently from the other residents

were able to escape poverty and get rich, so the residents of this village admired the others a lot. They wished that some rich

the

young girl? I can't say for sure. Many people and houses were washed away back

in Olivia's expression. "Did

sure yet. Do you have

head. "Do

box of cigarettes from Ethan's pocket. Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a little when I'm bored. I don't have that much of an

handed the cigarettes to the old man. "Sir, please help me. I'm

she has large eyes. She's in

"I can't possibly remember something from so long ago. It's not that I don't want to help

sir. The young girl lived with her grandmother, and there was no one else in that house. She has a sharp chin, and she's

sickly child

at Ethan.

is the last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather. But

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