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.

good idea to rest in

quizzed Alder, “Is the Young

a month without sleep and still not tire. Furthermore, I must guard the mother plant

held a shy note, “I don’t feel fatigue either. Consuming that leaf invigorated me,

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, significantly improving

would remain free from illness during this time. The mother plant’s leaves might not

sleep. Omas saw no point in assembling the tent

length. Even his wife, Lydia, remained unaware of his identity and strength. Those in his close circle gradually learned more about him, but he

held all of Omas’s secrets. The same held true for

with a select few she deeply trusted. Aside from

bound by shared trust and secrets. As dawn approached, their conversation continued, painting a vivid picture of their experiences. The sky gradually brightened

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

reflecting, “You haven’t told me about your encounter with Morgana

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

and declared, “It’s time to head

Pucha tea, he suggested, “Miss Clark, your expertise in

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

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

not uncommon for leaves to regrow after picking, but

if we plucked all her leaves, they’d

“Sir, let her leaves grow undisturbed for now. Allow her to

grinned, reassurance in his words, “Miss Clark, fear

preserving the roots, and