Chapter 492: Haunted

Nash Johnston had to admit, he felt ridiculously confident about his looks. Especially after forming the Path body. That razor-edged presence he carried, the kind that seemed to cut through the air, drew eyes whether he wanted it to or not. "Huh? Remy, why are you closing up so early? It isn't even dark yet." Nash spotted Remy stacking the tables and chairs outside and couldn't help asking. They lived out in the suburbs. The noodle shop's real business usually didn't start until the nearby workers...