After a moment of awkward silence...
"It seems I have no other choice."
Grace Braid sighed softly, floating over to the piano that had accompanied her for centuries, her slender fingers brushing gently over the keys: "Although this manor, which no longer exists in the present world, has welcomed many guests over the years, the damage you've caused is simply too great, especially you, Mr. Tan Mo, you've nearly destroyed everything on the second floor."
Motan smiled bashfully and raised an eyebrow: "It's an honor."
"Even I can't reset everything, because you didn't just defeat my friends who were increasingly losing control; you completely 'liberated' them..."
