A girl’s voice was quite pleasant to listen to, speaking as if she were singing, ethereal and lodious, yet gentle.
Gregory Lawrence straightened up imdiately, even taking his feet off the table.
He cleared his throat twice, then resud his usual crisp youthful tone, "May I ask what information you are looking for?"
"The whereabouts of a cha."
Gregory showed so interest; these days, not many ca asking about the whereabouts of chas, "Na."
Hannah lifted her gaze, looking at the silhouette revealed by the screen, and lodically said, "Tree Star."
A good cha pilot couldn’t be separated from a good cha.
And among chas, the top-tier manufactured ones were the most sought after.
However, such chas were limited in number, with only twelve registered across the entire galaxy.
And Tree Star was the undisputed king among these twelve top-tier constructed chas.
Even the cha Ze Yuan, piloted by Wayne Lane, known as "God of War," could only rank two places behind Tree Star.
Tree Star was the masterpiece of the life’s work of the cha manufacturing master Shen Mu, as well as his final creation before his death, which he bestowed upon a good friend.
It was said that Tree Star last appeared on the battlefield a hundred years ago, piloted by the forr Commander of Stellar.
Since then, the whereabouts of Tree Star had beco a mystery.
Over the years, many had sought the whereabouts of Tree Star.
But since Tree Star chose its master, even if found, it couldn’t be piloted by just anyone; its only use was likely as a collector’s item.
Thus, Gregory was quite curious. He didn’t know if the girl opposite him was beautiful, but her voice was sweet. "Why are you looking for Tree Star?"
Hannah provided an explanation, "I just want to see it."
Just to see it?
What a peculiar hobby.
Separated by the screen, Gregory could only see a vague outline of the girl opposite.
But it’s strange; so people, even just a vague outline, are beautiful.
Like a beauty sketch made with a few strokes, diffused by the spreading of the water.
His thoughts wandered for a while, but Gregory returned to the main topic, "You should know the rules here. I don’t take cash for information exchange, only items, and whether or not I accept depends on my mood."
His rules were the sa for everyone.
Hannah nodded, saying, "Okay."
The mont her words fell, suddenly there was a commotion outside.
Soone was banging on the half-broken wooden door, the hostility being felt even across the yard.
"Lawrence, get your ass out here!"
By the sound, it seed like debt collectors.
Hannah turned her head and looked at the boy behind the screen, asking, "A friend of yours?"
In just that mont, Gregory had already climbed onto the window on the right side, half his body already outside with a large white goose in his arms.
Perhaps hearing Hannah’s voice, he looked back.
The screen no longer blocked Gregory’s view.
As he looked at Hannah’s face, even in this crisis, he paused for a mont.
Two seconds later, Gregory hesitated no longer and took Hannah with him.
Run together.
How could soone as upright as he leave a beautiful girl behind to fend for herself!
Hannah hadn’t even realized what was happening before Gregory had already pushed her out through the window.
"Where are you taking ?"
Gregory closed the window and pulled Hannah along, "Don’t worry about it, just run."
After climbing out the window, they faced a small hill.
On the hilltop was a dense forest, which looked like it was seldom visited.
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