The night grew deep.
Tristan suddenly sat up in bed, unable to sleep.
Tomorrow is the groundbreaking day, but there's one thing weighing on Tristan's mind that he must figure out.
In the darkness of night, Tristan got up, left his house, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Spark Manor.
Tristan couldn't figure something out, so he decided to ask Old Mr. Spark for help.
At this moment, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
When Tristan arrived at Spark Manor, he noticed that the lights in Old Mr. Spark's room were still on.
Tristan walked over and was just about to push the door when Old Mr. Spark's voice sounded from inside.
"Ah, you've arrived."
Creak!
The door was pushed open by Tristan.
Tristan glanced at Old Mr. Spark, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, pouring tobacco. He pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him, then asked, "How did you know?"