"Young master, you've returned."
In the end, it was Virel who first broke the silence.
If just a moment ago, he was still a fighting dog with its fangs bared, then at this moment, he had retracted his edge and turned back into a loyal old dog.
He leaned on his golden cane, his figure bent, and slowly stepped aside, leaving the stage for Ethan.
As for Ethan, he didn't look the least bit travel-worn. He wore a crisp and clean hunting outfit and walked slowly, as if he just went on a short afternoon excursion.
And not experiencing life and death in Saint Kuanti.
Now, the excursion was over, and upon returning home, he suddenly saw a stray dog barking wildly at the door and thought he should give it a good lesson.
He slowly walked to the central position, with Anya and Vincent standing to his left, and behind him was the entire Bolita Manor.
In an instant, the Bolita surname was presented before everyone in a tangible form.
"What, you don't want me to leave?"
