Chapter 678: Where’s My Knife?

Thirteen helped Vincent set up his tent, and the two went to fish together.

The teenage boy didn't know what he should feel around the young man. Was this Vincent his former host, or someone who just looked like him?

Although they have a lot of similarities, the name included, Thirteen knew that the probability of meeting the reincarnation of his former Host was as low as finding the exact same fish in the wide ocean.

It was harder than finding a needle in a haystack, and Thirteen didn't dare to assume things, especially now that he had a human heart.

Just the thought of him making the wrong assumption was enough to make his heart ache, so he didn't, he couldn't, and he wouldn't assume things just based on facial features.

"I'm really glad I decided to camp here," Vincent said with a smile as he sat beside Zion on a log beside the river. "To think I will be fishing with the famous Zion Leventis.