"Ah, you heard that? Did I accidentally say my thoughts out loud? I must have just bumped my head and couldn't control myself." Jack Harper looked completely innocent.

"Pfft..."

A beautiful voice couldn't help but laugh, and as she laughed, many of the onlookers also began to laugh.

At this moment, Jack Harper finally looked at the owner of that beautiful voice. He felt that everything that happened today was probably because of this; all those things the useless playboys had said were related to this woman.

Earlier, he was in a hurry to figure out his sudden ability. Now that he understood it, he finally had time to look at this woman. Also, those useless playboys really had no loyalty—when they saw him in conflict with James York, they all disappeared.

Well, that's fine. He wanted to cut ties with those people anyway.

Forget it, let's see who that woman is first—

Ethan Clark, a renowned performer, from Nanlin in the Kingdom of Shenlong, often abroad, with tens of thousands of fans...

Got it, now everything makes sense.

Jack Harper looked at his own hand. He had just grabbed Ethan Clark's hand—this was really troublesome, but it wasn't his fault; she just happened to pass by at that moment.

"Ms. Hua, I'm your fan—no, your admirer! Please give me your autograph, just sign it on my clothes, I'll keep it safe when I get home."

Jack Harper had a sudden idea and immediately ran in front of Ethan Clark, pretending to be her fan. That way, he was just a lucky fan who happened to grab her hand.

As a fellow fan, others might be envious, but they definitely wouldn't give him trouble for it, because everyone was a fan, all like-minded people.

"You're my admirer? Somehow, I don't quite believe it." Ethan Clark smiled slightly, her beautiful voice gently reaching everyone's ears.

"How could I not be? I love listening to all your songs, and I love watching all your dances." Jack Harper immediately replied. Yes, he liked listening and watching, but he couldn't sing or dance himself.

"Then which of my songs do you like the most?" Ethan Clark continued to ask. She had a feeling that the person in front of her was faking it—he wasn't really her admirer.

Actually, she was a bit conflicted at this moment, because if he wasn't her admirer, it meant he hadn't paid her any attention before, wasn't trying to hit on her, nor trying to attract her.

But she couldn't tolerate being lied to.

"You see, I like all your songs, no favorites. As long as it's you singing, even if everyone else thinks it's bad, I still think it's great!" Jack Harper said without changing his expression. How would he know what songs she sang? He knew who she was, but had never listened to her songs. Those useless playboys didn't have such refined taste.

"Have you actually never listened to any of my songs?" Ethan Clark asked directly. Anyone could hear what she meant.

"Heh, how could that be? Someone as famous as you—of course I've listened! It's just that I've read too many books today, my mind's a bit muddled, give me a moment to think." Jack Harper said a bit awkwardly.

"How long do you need to think?" James York spoke up.

"Not long, just a moment. Nature calls—I need to use the restroom!" Jack Harper immediately said, using the excuse to slip away, planning to just ask someone for the answer.

"Stop right there..." James York called out.

"What, you want to go with me? That's not a good idea, people might think I have that kind of hobby. Maybe you do, but I definitely don't." Jack Harper immediately retorted.

"You're the one with the hobby!" James York roared, then pointed to the side and said, "There's a restroom in the library, you don't need to go out. And nobody is allowed to tell him anything about Ms. Hua. I want to see how you 'remember.'"

"......"

Although his escape route was blocked, Jack Harper still had to go to the restroom—at least that way, there was still a chance. Besides, if he didn't go now, it would be obvious he was lying.

But now, no one would give him any information. What should he do?

Jack Harper felt a headache coming on. His brain had super computing power, but coming up with ideas was still up to him. Luckily, his mind was fast, and he quickly thought of a solution.

"So, have you remembered?" As soon as Jack Harper came out of the restroom, James York immediately asked.

Jack Harper ignored James York, walked up to Ms. Hua, and said seriously, "I think being able to sing your songs doesn't prove my admiration for you. Someone like me, a true admirer, would compose a song for you and dedicate it to you."

"......"

The scene fell silent again.

"Haha..." James York burst out laughing, clearly mocking him, and the laughter spread among the crowd. But this noisy laughter was quickly stopped—not by Ethan Clark, of course.

"No noise in the library!"

"Uh..."

The library manager gave a low growl. He didn't care what was happening, but the library needed to be quiet.

After that low growl, the momentum of James York and the others was broken. When they tried to speak to Jack Harper again, their confidence wasn't as strong as before.