Chapitre 256: DOES IT COST MONEY TO SPEAK?

While driving, Ning Jiming glanced at the man side eyedly. This dude has been weirdly quiet for the last three minutes he has been in the car. Not a word was uttered by him. He took in the man's appearance. 

The man looked rather young, perhaps in his early twenties. He had worn a round neck black tee shirt, and loose black cargo pants. And a black jacket over it. He had short styled hairs, that looked pretty good. 

Though it may sound a punky type dress up, he looked rather decent. 

But what does his face look like? He still has his mask on. 

But right now, the more concerning thing for him was that the guy is not talking. Does he know the story? Does he know his role? Does he know what he needs to do? WHAT WAS HIS NAME? 

Ning Jiming kept quiet for a while more, in hopes that his co passenger would atleast utter a word. But no. Nothing like that happened. It was as if he was sitting with a mute materialised ghost.