Lawrence Winters waved his hand impatiently, "I know. Mom, you really don't have to worry about it. When it comes to driving, seriously, in the entire Capital City, I would say I'm number two. No one dares claim to be number one."
Gabrielle Winters: "..."
This kid always boasts, no clue who he gets it from.
But seeing Lawrence looking so happy, Gabrielle didn't want to discourage him. She smiled and nodded, "Alright, go freshen up, dinner's almost ready."
After Lawrence went back to his room, Nick Zeller headed to the kitchen to see the Daoist.
He closed the kitchen door and restlessly paced around the Daoist, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
The Daoist noticed but didn't ask him anything.
Until Nick couldn't hold it any longer and said, "Master, why don't you care about me at all?"
"You're already in your forties, and you still want me to care?" The Daoist gave him a sidelong glance, "Do you think you're Lawrence?"
