Following Pierre, Qin Ran threaded his way through Boer City in the darkness.
Qin Ran was no stranger to Boer City, but compared to a local old hand like Pierre, his knowledge fell far short.
At least, only after following him through streets and alleys, taking turn after turn, did Qin Ran realize they had reached Boer City's Rich District.
"My father bought this place anonymously, just in case."
Harold said this as he stood before a two-and-a-half-story building with its own garden.
Then the young man raised his hand and knocked three short times and once long.
Knock, knock, knock!
Knock!
After the knocking, the tightly sealed solid-wood door opened a crack.
Jonna's scarred face appeared in the gap.
The girl's gaze swept over the group, and her eyes filled with delighted surprise the moment she saw Qin Ran.
"Lord 2567, you're back?!"
As she cried out softly, none of the girl's feigned toughness from their last parting remained in her expression.
There was only pure joy.
But seeing the unconscious Coffin, she knew what she needed to do. She quickly opened the door and let everyone into the courtyard, then shut it again and hurried toward the house.
"I've prepared the necessary medicine. Hurry and bring Coffin over!"
"Mr. Pierre, you're injured too. Please come here!"
"Lord 2567, please help support Coffin."
The girl spoke as she ran.
Her arrangements were orderly, without the slightest hint of panic.
Qin Ran glanced at her with approval in his eyes.
Clearly, the girl who had rebuilt her confidence after her disfigurement was growing at an astonishing pace.
Qin Ran helped Harold carry Coffin onto a bed in the main room. While Jonna dressed Coffin's and Pierre's wounds, he asked Harold, "What happened? Weren't you supposed to have left Landon?"
"Landon's