noon.
Selene and Mason sat in a small restaurant near the new base and sent lunch.
The small hot pot served by the owner was hot and spicy. No matter how fragrant and hot the atmosphere is, it can’t be more fierce, very cold and quiet. He still sat upright like a soldier, eating quietly and quickly with a bowl.
Selene lowered her eyebrows and drank her eyes. She also concentrated on eating and continued to reduce her sense of presence.
With a clatter, the door of the shop was pushed open again. Selene saw the shopkeeper’s face and asked diligently: “How many people?”
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