The Charismatic Charlie Wade

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.

idea to rest in the tent while I keep an eye on the mother plant?

Alder, “Is the Young

must guard the mother plant

don’t feel fatigue either. Consuming that leaf invigorated

into. Considering the aura emanating from the mother plant’s leaf, it was nearly equivalent to a quarter of the Life Saving Pill’s potency. This could sustain an average person for a year or more,

setting a limit until she turned five hundred. She would remain free from illness during this time. The mother

saw no point in assembling the tent and so, they sat together by

his wife, Lydia, remained unaware of his identity and strength.

secrets. The same held

her secret of immortality with a select few she deeply trusted. Aside from

hearts, they found genuine confidants in each other, bound by shared trust and secrets. As dawn

to Alder, “My Anne, shall

your encounter with Morgana on Hong Kong Island, narrowly escaping her ambush. What

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

Omas stretched and declared, “It’s time to

Pucha tea, he suggested, “Miss Clark, your

as her hand approached the soil, she paused,

he had plucked the previous day. He marveled, “They’ve grown so quickly!

regrow after picking, but at this speed? Truly remarkable. The mother plant’s vitality must

chuckled, “Given her regenerative abilities, even if we plucked all her leaves, they’d likely

leaves grow undisturbed for now. Allow her to replenish her

his words, “Miss Clark, fear not. I

unearthed the mother plant, preserving the roots, and moistened