Luthor Manor.
"I don't see what's so good about that woman Lana Lang. She isn't right for you, Clark."
"You're too indecisive, while she likes the wild and dashing type. You can tell from her ex-boyfriend, Whitney."
In the hall, Lex, who had not shown his face outside the laboratory for quite some time, had taken a day off for himself.
At that moment, Lex held a dart and casually flicked it toward the bullseye on the wall.
The whistling dart struck dead center with flawless accuracy.
"I know."
Sitting on the sofa, Clark hung his head dejectedly.
After Lana Lang had said those things to him, Clark had fallen into a dilemma.
He had liked Lana Lang for nearly eleven years. Even being her simp for so long had turned into real feelings.
Those feelings were not so easy to let go of, but Clark did not know whether he should give up on the little she-wolf.
He felt like an illegal immigrant standing on the U.S.-Mexico border, unable to decide whether to go left or right.
Clark cast a pitiful glance at Jino, but his friend was holding a book and studying it intently. Without even raising his head, he said, "Don't look at me, Clark. I never care about women."
"If a woman loves you, she'll keep waiting for you."
"On the other hand, if she doesn't persist in waiting, it means she never loved you that much."
Guys, who gets it? Hearing that in the middle of the night really warmed the heart.
"Is... is that how it is?" Clark hesitated.
"Enough, stop doubting." Jino sighed and glanced at Clark. "Wait here. I'll go ask Lana Lang."
The boy lightly waved at the wall. "Singer, Monte University."
A spatial rift tore open through the stone wall's