Chapter 962 Too Late!
- Hearing the middle-aged man behind him, Damon King shot back at once, “We’ll leave when the fireworks finish. It’s gorgeous right now. Who knows if I’ll catch fireworks next time I come to sketch?”
- He turned, wearing that wide-eyed look of a college kid stunned by a perfect view.
- This was the key part of Damon’s mission—the most important piece.