The man with brown hair and gray eyes quickly followed suit and dashed out of the restaurant, but Charlotte's shadow was nowhere to be found.
His flying dagger spun around in his hand and slipped into his sleeve as he smiled faintly, about to say something, when the next second, like the roar of a dragon, a Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullet came flying from afar...
Charlotte fired this shot with resentment in his heart.
He was just a mathematics teacher who had transmigrated. His highest life goal was to marry a rich and beautiful wife, rise in rank, and become wealthy; how had he ended up being pursued for murder time and again?
