In fact, Karen knew the two people standing at the door of the bedroom, but he still "praised" the God of Order.

First, due to excitement, I always feel that I don’t feel comfortable enough if I don’t complete this process;

The second reason is because I know that Lemar does not like the Cult of Kosmos, and the other party helped him make a "mask". I really have nothing to give back to them for the time being, so why not share a piece of "dirty information" with them.

In this way, we can also shorten the distance between each other.

Anyway, this "dirty information" does no harm to Karen. My grandfather often said this. When he was enlightened, he denied the "revelation" of the God of Order. Others kept it secret, as if it was as normal as drinking water among their grandfather and grandson.

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However, Karen ignored the shocking influence of their grandfather and grandson's "daily greetings" to God on others.

Lemar's eyes widened. Well, Karen thought his blue eyes looked valuable.

Serena, on the other hand, seemed much more innocent, with the kind of pure excitement. Previously, her brother covered her mouth and was not allowed to say anything, but the person in front of her cursed it openly. It was really...

It can only be said that the practice of deliberately washing your hair, putting on a white shirt, and pretending to flick your bangs in front of a girl in an attempt to attract attention is really vulgar;

Because when a girl likes you, she will feel very masculine even if you curse.

Karen walked up to Lemar, put his hands on his chest, and gave him a half-bow to thank him.

After Lemar was stunned for a moment, he immediately responded with a family gesture;

"I owe you a favor, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you."

"Mr. Cullen, you're welcome. I did all this to repay you for saving my sister."

"No, I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have done this when I was in the store earlier, but I really don't want to live up to the honor entrusted to me by my friend. In fact, in my heart, when I saved Serena, I really felt sorry for him.

I didn't think much about it.

A little sister was sitting next to me eating potato chips. A normal adult would choose to protect her."

"But, I have grown up."

Serena doesn't want to be treated like a little sister, just like a boy doesn't want to be recognized as an "older brother" by the girl he likes.

"You are very cute." Karen smiled at Serena, then looked at Lemar, "You have a very cute sister."

"Well, I think when I made this body for her, the screws on the elbows were screwed backwards, and now they're all the way out."

"Uh..." Karen.

"It's just a ring, how can it compare to the life-saving grace you gave to my sister? Haha, my sister is not good at making pottery, but she is very good at baking. Mr. Karen can leave his address and phone number.

Ask her to send some over in a few days for you to try."

"Yes, yes!" Serena immediately agreed.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to tasting it." Karen could only nod in response.

Unexpectedly, Lemar took out a design drawing and a pen directly from his pocket.

Karen smiled and took the pen and paper, leaving her address and phone number.

After handing it to Lemar, Lemar handed it directly to his sister in front of Karen.

Serena immediately folded it carefully and put it in her pocket.

Karen felt that this "brother"'s attitude seemed to have changed a lot, but he probably guessed why. After all, there was already a Pu'er in the family who had given a demonstration.

"By the way, Mr. Lemar, do you know where I can buy blood spirit powder?"

"Blood Spirit Powder? I have some here. Do you need it? Wait a minute and I will get it for you."

"I'll go too." Serena said.

"Don't go!!!"

Lemar felt that his tone was a bit harsh, and immediately smiled at his sister: "The warehouse is too dirty. Go and make another cup of tea for Mr. Cullen. He just woke up and must be thirsty."

How could she be allowed to go? What if she wanted to empty out the warehouse at home and give it away to others!

"Okay, brother."

Karen followed Serena to the living room and sat down. Serena made a cup of tea and handed it over, along with a piece of meat floss bread.

With tea and tea, Karen finished the bread. He was indeed hungry.

"Brother Karen, I'll go get you some more."

Serena happily took out another large plate, and Karen took another and ate it while asking:

"I want to take some back, is that okay?"

"Of course, I'll pack it for you."

Alfred was waiting outside the car and probably hadn't eaten.

At this time, Lemar came over carrying a "small flour bag" and handed it to Karen.

Karen stood up and took it with both hands.

"Thank you very much for today, Mr. Lemar."

"You're welcome, I'm glad to be your friend too."

"Yes, you are a good friend."

"In addition, the supply of blood spirit powder on the market in York City has been abundant in recent years. If you buy it on the black market, the price can be lower."

"Is blood spirit powder also a material needed for your work?"

"Well, sometimes we need to use it."

"Then I suggest Mr. Lemar store more goods in the past few days."

"What, do you need a large amount?"

"No, I think the supply may be reduced soon, or there may even be a shortage."

"Okay, I understand. I will go to the black market to order some at night. If you still need it, I can order some more for you."

"Okay, the ring doesn't count, but this, and the goods you will help me buy next, please calculate some coupons. I will replenish you when I have some coupons in hand. This is how friends get along."

"Of course, no problem."

"Then I'll take my leave and come back to visit you another day."

“Always waiting.”

Karen walked out of the pottery hall carrying a bag of bread and a bag of blood spirit powder. Alfred was obviously sleeping in the car, but he woke up immediately after hearing Karen's footsteps!

He quickly got out of the car, came around, helped Karen carry her things and opened the door.

"Master?"

"all the best."

Karen got into the passenger seat and said, "You eat the bread first."

"Okay, Master, I'll eat while driving."

Alfred started the car and didn't ask where he was going, because when he was carrying things, he saw blood spirit powder in the bag, so the next stop the young master would go to must be the Pavarro Family Funeral Society.

It was already dusk when the car drove into the Lanqiao community area.

Karen felt that the sky in Lanqiao Community was particularly clear today.

Alfred parked the car across the road from the Pavarro Family Funeral Society: "Master, we're here."

Karen nodded, a purple light flashed on his body, and in an instant, Mr. "Pavaro" appeared in front of Alfred.

"Oh...god!"

"You can try using the succubus eyes to check."

"Okay, Master, please forgive me for my offense."

Alfred's eyes turned red. After looking up and down, he exclaimed: "There is no flaw at all. It really seems like Mr. Pavaro has been resurrected."

"Mr. Lemar from the Ceramics Museum is from the Voss family."

"The Voss family? The descendants of the family that once made puppets for the God of the Abyss to terrify hell?"

"Yes."

"No wonder it's so miraculous, it's incredible. Oh my god, Master, your voice has become exactly the same as Mr. Pavarro, I just realized it!"

"Yeah, I've ignored it myself. Okay, I'll go down first."

"Master, shall I accompany you?"

"I'll go in by myself first. Since I have inherited Mr. Pavarro's identity, there are some things that I always have to face."

"Will you tell Mr. Pavarro's wife, Mrs. Lake?"

Karen hesitated for a moment and said: "It's best not to reveal this identity. Let's see it first."

"Yes, the young master has thought deeply."

Karen walked into the funeral club carrying the blood spirit powder. The funeral club had no business today and the door was deserted.
To be continued...