"Brother, when did Miss Chris become so warm and polite?" Watching Chris's receding back, Xiya turned to look at her brother Hill in confusion.
Xiao Yun smiled faintly. "When you need something from someone, naturally you have to be polite. Besides, she may not remain a noble in the future."
"If Miss Chris isn't a noble, then what is she?" Xiya's face was full of confusion.
Xiao Yun smiled and shook his head. Then he said to Xiya, "Pack your things first. Once I've met the Baron, I'll take you away from here."
"Brother, are we really leaving?" Xiya was somewhat reluctant. Though life here had once been harsh, this was still the place she knew best. Suddenly leaving this home for an unfamiliar place naturally made her somewhat resistant.
"It's no longer safe here. We have to leave. Don't worry—with your brother here, no matter where we go, I'll protect you." Xiao Yun patted Xiya's little head, then turned and headed for the castle.
When the soldiers guarding the castle saw Xiao Yun, they all bowed respectfully.
The battle a few days ago had allowed them to witness Xiao Yun's terrifying strength firsthand.
Even Baron Raik's family and Milder stood at the entrance, personally welcoming Xiao Yun.
When Xiao Yun saw Baron Raik's head full of white hair, he could tell, even without probing the man's condition with his spiritual power, that he did not have many years left to live.
Then, seeing Milder beside him, whose injuries were still severe, Xiao Yun frowned. "Lord Milder, given your condition, you need plenty of rest."
Seeing that Xiao Yun had not greeted him first but had instead spoken to Milder, Baron Raik frowned slightly. However, he said nothing and merely smiled. "Hill, you're right. Milder truly needs more rest, but