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.

rest in the tent while I keep an eye on the mother plant? We could

Alder, “Is the Young Master

must guard the mother plant of Pu’er

held a shy note, “I don’t feel fatigue either. Consuming that leaf invigorated me, making me feel incredibly refreshed. Fatigue is the last thing on my

of the Life Saving Pill’s potency. This could sustain an average

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 added longevity, but

no point in assembling the

with Maria. Ever since his parents’ passing, he had kept people at arm’s length. Even his wife, Lydia, remained unaware of his identity and strength.

held all of Omas’s secrets. The same

select few she deeply

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

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

with

yet to be shared, “Young master, I’d

“It’s

Clark, your expertise in tea cultivation should be employed to unearth the

her hand approached the soil, she paused,

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

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

chuckled, “Given her regenerative abilities, even if we plucked all her leaves, they’d likely return in no

quietly but firmly, “Sir, let her leaves grow undisturbed for

his words, “Miss Clark, fear not. I won’t touch

the