He had personally sought out Tristin Schroeder before and knew his temperament well.
For years, Tristin Schroeder had been a dominant figure in Chuzzle.
Back then, Mason Raymond hadn't even entered the picture.
"This time, Mason might have finally met his match," Uncle Jasper sighed heavily.
As everyone sat worrying, the door suddenly swung open.
All heads turned instinctively, only to see Mason walking in carrying a box of herbs.
I noticed everyone staring at me with anxious faces as I entered the room.
"Why is everyone gathered here?" I asked with a casual smile.
They all gaped at me, clearly surprised by my relaxed demeanor.
"Mason, you're... you're okay?" Uncle Jasper jumped to his feet first, his eyes wide with shock.
I shrugged lightly. "What did you expect to happen to me?"
Their confusion only deepened. Perhaps they thought Tristin Schroeder and I had reached some kind of understanding?
