The Charismatic Charlie Wade

In the late hours, Lama Temple radiated an ethereal tranquility. Nestled within a secluded Zen chamber, concealed from prying eyes, an exquisite woman graced a wicker chair in the courtyard. Her gaze fixed upon the canvas of autumn stars above.

A bald-headed woman emerged, draping a blanket over the lady’s legs with the utmost reverence. “Madam, the Young Master’s plane has taken off.”

“He’s departed?” The stunning woman’s eyes flickered towards the airport, a hint of apprehension playing across her features.

In the distance, points of light waltzed across the night sky, prompting a nostalgic sigh. “I wonder which of those shimmering dots carries Jagoan.”

Turning to the elderly lady beside her, she inquired, “Who is accompanying Jagoan? Is Hogan with him?”

This striking woman was none other than Lily, Jagoan’s mother.

side, disguised as an old nun, went by the name Joyce Turk. Her

the plane with Hogan. They are hurtling through the sky at great speed. They are expected to touch down in New York around eight o’clock local time,” Joyce

unable to assist him. If Jagoan finds him, I believe he can guide Peter through these challenges. Perhaps, in turn, Peter can help Jagoan unlock

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plane carrying Jagoan and Hogan touched down smoothly at JFK

had no intention of heading straight to the antique store in Queens that night. He understood that Hogan had accompanied him to New York for a specific purpose, to reunite with Jordan, the man

now presided over the roast goose restaurant, a

Chinatown tonight. Do you know the usual closing hours for your roast goose

“Young Master, it might be best to attend to business matters first. We can visit

“Uncle Hogan, considering the late hour, it would be quite unusual for two busy individuals to head straight to an antique store right after landing. If someone with a curious mind catches wind of this, they might mistake it for espionage. Let’s

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