Charlie laughed and scolded, “Alright, stop flattering me here. Hurry up and go.”

Zachary’s eyes were flushed red, and he could not stop two of his tears from streaming down. He hurriedly wiped the tears away with his sleeve as he sighed and said, “Master Wade, you might not know this, but all these years, I, Zachary Evans, have been like a fatherless orphan. Not to mention on Antique Street, but I would also have to nod, bow, and flatter everyone wherever I am. In the final analysis, anyone wh