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."

man walked over to them. "Are you here to invest in the

were dressed completely differently from the other residents of the village. They looked rich at

the residents of this village admired the

expression shifted a little. "Did the flood wash a young

for sure. Many people and houses were washed

in Olivia's expression. "Did you think of

yet. Do you have cash on

his head. "Do

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

man. "Sir, please help me. I'm looking for a young woman. She was about seven when

fair, and she has large eyes. She's in

long ago. It's not that I don't want to help you, but

was no one else in

that sickly child in the Wright

at Ethan. "The Wright

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

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