A person like him could feel lonely too?
When he mentioned those 'twin flames', was he referring to himself?"
Lin Sanjiu was momentarily stunned, but before she could say anything, suddenly a surprised cry came from behind her—the short cry dispersed in a flash before vanishing into the thick mist. The cry faded too quickly and she could not even identify the gender of the voice; however, Silvan clenched his teeth and spewed out one word from his mouth, "Meme!"
Other than that boy, there might not be another besides them in Shambhala who could even make a sound.
"He must have been moved by those face-diggers."
Lin Sanjiu sighed. What made her feel slightly strange about the situation was that she did not worry about that boy at all, not in the slightest.
