"Because..."
Coby paused and turned to face her. "Because I'm not from the same era as you. I was born a thousand years ago."
If someone else said this, Clarissa would have assumed the other person was making fun of her.
However, she couldn't help but believe a little when she saw Coby's solemn countenance.
"A thousand years ago?"
Clarissa's heart began to palpitate when she heard these words, and her face became even more ghastly.
"What do you mean? You mean you are from ancient times? How can you still be alive? And you appear to be no more than 30 years old at most..."
Coby smiled, and it was a little bit bleak.
"Yes, my looks will always stay in the age of thirty, but I have actually lived for more than a thousand years. Everyone calls me a modest gentleman. In fact, only I know that I am a monster who will not die of old age, though I should've died long ago."