However, this doesn't affect his appearance at all, instead adding a touch of ethereal beauty to his delicate face.
"Should I go now?" the man said with a smile.
Kenton Maverick gave him a sidelong glance.
"Leaving your retreat?"
"I have no intention of leaving." The man bent down, picked up a paper bag from beside him, and handed it over. "My brother sent this for you."
Kris Cooper reached out to take it. "And what about you?"
The man patted his pockets and pulled out a key from the pocket of his shorts.
"How about I give you my car?! A fully automatic two-wheeler, zero fuel consumption per hundred kilometers."
Kris Cooper chuckled lightly, "Too slow on the acceleration, you better keep it for yourself."
The man grinned, revealing a neat row of white teeth, and reached into the paper bag to pull out a book, flipping open the flyleaf. Then he took a pen from the nearby reception desk and quickly scribbled a few words on it.
