Chapter 64 The Witch's Farewell_3

And at the "Bastion," Jason?

He heard.

But he didn't care.

The sizzling of charcoal and beef, brimming with joy, made him incapable of stopping.

As for the bell tolls?

There's nothing as satisfying as barbeque.

Sometimes, even if you don't want to pay attention, you're destined to attract notice.

Sizzle, sizzle.

A sound akin to the faint buzz of electric current when a microphone is connected emerged under the night sky.

"Hello, hello, Jason, can you hear me?"

Jennifer's voice spread throughout Cherry City; Jason, with a piece of beef in his mouth, blankly lifted his head, looking towards the direction of the sound.

"Hmm, I can hear you, that's great!"

Seeing Jason lift his head, Jennifer appeared satisfied, nodding before she continued, "The farewell before was too rushed; I plan to say goodbye to you formally."

"I'm going back to my 'hometown.'

"Don't forget the promise you made to me."

"And..."

"My son and I will be waiting for you in our 'hometown'!"