After that, the mystery man simply walked away without saying a word.
Lothar stared into the man's back, feeling that something was wrong.
The more he thought about it, the weirder he felt.
He felt like he knew him, but he could not put a finger on who he was.
Especially the look in his eyes. It made Lothar feel a deep sense of hatred.
What did this mean?
This was the first time he had such feelings for a man he did not know.
After coming out of the bathroom, he returned to his seat.
When he passed by a row, he felt a vicious gaze on him, sending a chill down his spine.
Lothar shivered.
With that, he looked over.
He saw the man he had just met.
He was sitting in his seat.
However, the man wasn't not looking at him.
Instead, he was reading the newspaper in his hand.
An extremely strange feeling arose in Lothar's heart.
After a while, Lothar returned to his seat.
He thought for a moment and whispered a few words into Essie's ear.
But she didn't take it seriously.
"Maybe you're reminded of another person you know, and they look similar. Take it easy," she said.
However, he disagreed with her.
That was not the feeling he got from the man. It was a kind of hatred that came from one's innermost feeling.
He lowered his voice and said, "Take a look at him for me. People from the Witch Clan are more knowledgeable than us. Check if there's something wrong with that man."
Hearing his words, she was helpless.
He was just upset for being unable to save his friend, but now he was curious to find out what was wrong with this mystery man.
However, this was a good diversion of attention for him.
Therefore, she got up and pretended to go to the washroom, passing by the man's seat.
After a while, she came back.
She said in surprise, "Lothar, I did not expect you to have a keen eye. He is indeed weird. He underwent plastic surgery."
He froze at her words. "What did you say?!"
Essie was rendered speechless.
Then she explained, "It turns out that you didn't know. I thought you knew, so you asked me to confirm your doubt. I knew at first glance he had plastic surgery."
He was in disbelief. "Can you tell if someone has had plastic surgery?"
She said somewhat proudly, "That's right. You, ordinary people, can only see what's on the surface. I can see beyond that. One glance, and I knew he twerked his appearances."
He was shocked.
But he knew she was telling the truth.
Although she was young, she was always calm when she did things. She could recognize him as an actor even when he was beaten into a pulp. It meant that she had keen sight.
If the man changed his face, who was he before this?
Reid Perry!
This name flashed across his mind.
Just then, he held his breath.
He had treated everyone he met kindly, and he had never offended anyone except Reid.
No one other than Reid would look at him with such vicious eyes.
However, why did he have plastic surgery?
He was surely not the type who did it to refine his looks.
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