Chapter 230 The Third Eye

"Hey, mister, don't you want this thing?" Whitney raised an eyebrow at Damon. She looked mature, and it both amused and fascinated him.

Damon thought about the support he received in his youth. Also, Novya's continuous help had helped him regain what was rightfully his. Damon slowly shook his head.

"There's so much money in the world. I can't earn it fast enough. Why bother teaming up with them to snatch some unknown treasure? If there was cash among the treasure, it's probably turned to dust by now."

"Eh …" Whitney furrowed her brows in confusion.

Yet, Damon's reasoning resonated with her.

"Alright, since you're sincere, I'll take you as my apprentice and guide you," Whitney stated.

Damon laughed out loud, about to lift her up.

Whitney stopped him, her tone turning cold, "No need for all the fuss. Honestly, the only odd thing in your outfit today is the face mask.

"I know you've got this cool image going on, but using women's panties as a mask doesn't quite convey your flirta