Chapter 546 Where the hell are we supposed to hide

• There’s a saying: outsiders watch the spectacle, insiders spot the trick.
• Seeing Eric Goodwell clear a two-to-three-meter wall without so much as a running start, Carrie Hewitt felt a chill sneak up her spine. He’d just floated over it, easy as breathing.
• As Eric strolled toward her, steady and calm, Carrie couldn’t help sizing him up, wondering just how terrifying his skill really was.