Lucy stretchedzily as she strolled along the path, leisurely admiring the blooming flowers.


    Thanks to the guidance of the little girl, she managed to find her way back. She nned to return to the hotel for a meal before telling Cillian the good


    news.


    After she made up her mind, Lucy''s phone suddenly rang. Startled, she took out her phone and saw that it was Cillian.


    How strange. Why was he calling at this time? Was he not supposed to bepleting the assignment his professor gave him? Despite her confusion, Lucy answered the call.


    "Hello, Cillian. What''s the matter?"


    Cillian''s anxious voice came through the phone. "Lucy, where did you go? Why aren''t you in the hotel?"


    Lucy was bewildered. "Didn''t I text you just now? I went out to look for somewhere permanent to stay. The hotel may be nice, but we can''t stay there forever."


    Cillian sounded distressed. "I read your message, but you''ve been gone for so long that I got worried."


    Lucy was being targeted for assassination by Spades right now. If they found out that she was still alive, it would be very dangerous for her.


    With that thought in mind, Cillian sounded even more urgent. "Where are you right now? I''ll drive there and pick you up."


    Sensing the urgency in his tone, Lucy had no choice but to obediently tell him her location.


    Then, Cillian instructed her, "Stay where you are, and don''t move."


    He immediately hung up.


    Feeling annoyed, Lucy squatted


    down on the spot. She was not an et


    three-year-old child. It was not like she would get lost that easily. What was he so anxious about?


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    After waiting on the spot for less than 15 minutes, a tall and slender figure approached her from behind.


    Lucy looked up. Just as she was


    about to call out to Cillian, she froze


    in ce when she turned around. Standing before her was not the


    familiar Cillian but an angeli@looking man.


    The tall gentleman was dressed casually in a T-shirt but had an expensive-looking watch on his wrist.


    That was not the main point. The thing that struck her was his exceptionally fairplexion. Even his hair and eyshes were all white.


    His pupils were different from those


    of normal people as well. They were not blue, green, or brown but a faint red, almost like precious rubies.


    A thought immediately emerged in Lucy''s mind—an albino person!


    She stood in ce, unknowingly speaking her mind, "What a beautiful person."


    The man behind her initially thought that he had scared her until he heard herpliment him so straightforwardly. He blushed.


    ," he replied softly, but then he remembered his original agenda.


    "Thank you,"


    "Miss, why are you squatting here? Are you feeling unwell?” he asked out of concern.


    Only then did Lucy realize that he must have seen her squatting in the middle of the street, and she was instantly embarrassed. “No, I''m fine. Thank you for asking. I''m just waiting for my friend."