Chapter 208 Cooking Instant Noodles

• When the Thousand-Faced Enchantress left, Timothy Lavette was still staring at the sky, lost in thought. A moment later, he let out a cold laugh and mocked himself, “Timothy, oh Timothy, you’re such a hypocrite...”
• As the words fell, Timothy sat on the stone stool in the courtyard and closed his eyes.
• It was one of his habits. For him, there was only one reason: “Sit in silence and reflect on your own faults.”