Chapter 983


    “What a joke?”


    Mr. Harrison waspletely taken aback.


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    Beatrix shared the same sentiment, wondering what hade over her grandfather. Why does he


    want to ride an electric bike at night? What is he thinking?


    It appeared that Terence was quite determined. He asked Mr. Harrison again, “Is this town unsafe at


    night?”


    Mr. Harrison hesitated for a moment before replying. “Well… it’s not that the town is particrly unsafe,


    but considering Old Mr. Quillen’s esteemed status, I’m afraid of any unexpected incidents.”


    “Don’t worry; I’ll have someone to protect me.” Terence waved his hand dismissively after having


    visited the Temr Valor during the day and making arrangements with Alfred toe to Anchortown.


    “Well… alright then!” Mr. Harrison reluctantlyplied and arranged for the best electric bike for


    him.


    With a helmet secured, Terence set off eagerly. He longed for his hometown.


    He reminisced about decades ago when he was younger, often riding his bicycle through the town.


    Even though the town had undergone significant changes over the decades, he could still vaguely findThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    traces of the past.


    This return to his hometown was about rediscovering those cherished memories of his youth.


    Terence was waiting at the pedestrian crossing for the traffic lights when he heard a group of young


    people behind him making amotion.


    “Wow, look, there’s an old man over there.”


    ‘Could he be out for ate-night joyride, just like us?”


    “Haha, it’s the first time I’ve seen such a trendy old man! Let’s go and meet him.”


    “Hey, old man.’


    A young man on a motorcycle rode up to Terence, patting his helmet and greeting him.


    Terence didn’t get upset and turned to the young man with a smile. “Young man, what’s up?”


    “Oh! It’s you!”


    10:05 Fri, Nov


    At this point, the girl sitting on the back of the motorcycle recognized Terence and eximed in


    surprise.


    “Oh, so you’re Red’s sister. What a coincidence.” Terence also recognized the girl. They had made a


    bet at her housest night, and he didn’t expect to meet her again tonight.


    “No way, Marilyn, do you know this old man?” The man on the motorcycle was rtively good- looking


    compared to the average person, with well-defined features, giving off a bit of a rogue-ish charm. He


    didn’t look much older than twenty.


    “Remus, he’s the old man my sister brought homest night, the one who’s trying to hit on my


    grandma!” Marilyn casually fabricated the story.


    Terence didn’t take offense and continued to smile.


    Though he was older, he had once been young and knew that someone like Marilyn, a girl of this age,


    wouldn’t always have pure thoughts in her mind.


    “Haha, you sly old man, you’re quite impressive. At your age, you’re still trying to have ate-in-life


    romance?”


    “Are you out here to pick up girls, just like us?”


    “At your age, you’re riding this cool motorcycle. Are you trying topete with us for girls? Haha…”


    A group of young people mocked Terence.


    Most elderly people would probably be irritated by these troublesome youngsters and might even scold


    them.


    However, Terence was different. He even envied these young people. If he were a few decades


    younger, he might have joined their ranks for some fun during the night.


    That would also be a way of life.


    At this moment, a green light came on, signaling that it was time to go.


    “Old man, we’re leaving. If you think you can try to catch up with us!


    Remus said, patting Terence on the back of his head, and drove away.


    See you, old man.”


    “If you’re up for the challenge,e and chase after us, haha!”


    Other


    guys followed suit, each patting Terence on the back of his head before teasing this trendy old man and


    speeding away.


    “Alright. I’ll catch up with you guys slowly.”


    Terence still had a smile on his face and didn’t get angry with these young people.


    Everyone goes through a rebellious phase, enjoying fun, novelty, and excitement. But these people


    might not be bad at heart.


    Terence continued riding his motorcycle towards the Onxy Mine.


    His phone rang not long after.


    ..It was Alfred who had arrived at Anchortown.


    “Old Mr. Quillen, please share your specific location with me.”


    “Oh, how about we just meet directly at the Onxy Mine?”


    “No.”


    Alfred sternly refused. “Old Mr. Quillen, you’re being too reckless. The ancient town hasn’t been


    peacefultely, and the Temr Valor is openly hostile to you. How can you travel alone at night? What


    if you encounter enemies?”!