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Late at night.
Flanked by Pang Bei and Sibert, Malediz returned to a villa in central Pyrite City.
Chen Lun fastened the [Black-Patterned Cufflink] and walked through the Manor gates as though no one else were there.
After watching the three enter the villa, he went around to the other side of the building and looked up at a window on the fourth floor.
The light was still on.
Inside the room.
Pink wallpaper covered the walls, decorated with cute flowers.
An ugly girl, as fat and round as a ball, sat dejectedly on a princess bed. The tear tracks on her face had yet to dry; she had clearly just been crying.
Knock, knock...
Just then, someone knocked on the door, and Malediz's tired yet doting voice came from outside:
"Ruiyin, are you asleep?"
A long moment passed.
"I'm already asleep, Grandpa Malediz."
With a few soft, relaxed chuckles, the door opened, and Malediz walked in.
"Who answers questions when they're asleep, silly child... and your light is still on."
The old man looked at the girl on the bed with a loving smile.
Pang Bei and Sibert did not come in. They stood at the doorway, exchanged a glance, and ignored each other, but both looked gloomy.
"Grandpa, please stop running around and wearing yourself out for me. I've noticed your hair getting whiter these past two days."
Ruiyin turned her head, unwilling to let Malediz see the tear tracks on her face.
But how could any of that escape the old man's eyes?
He sighed inwardly, but kept a broad smile on his face.
"Little Ruiyin, don't worry. I've already found a way to make you normal again... does your chest still hurt?"
"Yes."
The girl nodded slightly.
But not wanting her grandfather to worry,