Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1103

Dragon Peak Inn (17)

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"Now I understand!"

At Tir's explanation, Fu Qian turned to look at the golden rain, which had already begun to thin, and his face lit up with sudden realization.

"So that's why I was so bewitched that I went to look at that Reflection."

Your brain was already full of water. Maybe don't blame it on getting rained on?

Nora, whose facial muscles felt painfully stiff, couldn't help railing inwardly.

You were acting like a lunatic while dodging the rain just now. Did you think we were all blind?

You had Sinking Anchor hanging off you and still managed to pull that off. If Gerard saw it, he'd probably drop dead on the spot.

Of course, considering how dangerous the man was, she ultimately kept quiet. Instead, she lowered her head and carefully opened the metal box, forcing herself to focus on the packaging.

"Heh..."

Old Man Tir really did have the bearing of a great general. After listening attentively, he merely chuckled.

"Mr. Lu's methods have truly opened our eyes. Some things we consider taboo must seem like a game to you."

"Still, since you've given us such a precious gift, please feel free to ask if there's anything else you'd like to know, Mr. Lu. We'll tell you everything."

When they had first spotted him, it was impossible not to be startled.

There was no doubt that his behavior was unhinged, but who could have guessed that under Sinking Anchor's restraint, Mr. Lu could still travel such a long distance? More importantly, judging by the time it took, he hadn't been moving slowly at all.

Of course, after watching him stroll leisurely through the rain, their shock had completely turned to numbness.

By then, Tir had realized that Mr. Lu was far beyond anything their group could assess

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