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.

be a good idea to rest in

“Is the Young Master

without sleep and still not tire. Furthermore, I must guard the mother plant of Pu’er

either. Consuming that leaf invigorated me, making me feel incredibly refreshed. Fatigue

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

prolonged her lifespan, setting a limit until she turned five hundred. She would remain free from illness during this time. The mother plant’s leaves might not grant her

neither felt the need for sleep. Omas saw no point in assembling the tent and so, they sat together by Heaven Lake, conversing about their respective pasts

wife, Lydia, remained unaware of his identity and strength. Those in his close circle

Omas’s secrets. The same held true for

immortality with a select few she deeply trusted. Aside from her wards, no outsider knew her secret, except Omas

dawn approached, their conversation continued, painting a vivid picture of their experiences. The sky

the landscape, Maria turned to Alder, “My Anne, shall we be

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

hinted at stories yet to be shared, “Young master, I’d love

stretched and declared, “It’s time to

Pucha tea, he suggested, “Miss Clark, your expertise in tea cultivation should be employed

to dig, but as her hand approached the soil, she paused, exclaiming, “Look, Young Master!

Omas observed fresh, dew-covered leaves where he had plucked the previous day. He marveled, “They’ve grown so

shared his amazement, “It’s not uncommon for leaves to regrow after picking, but

abilities, even if we plucked all her leaves,

leaves grow undisturbed for now. Allow her to replenish her

“Miss Clark, fear not. I

the mother plant, preserving the roots, and moistened