Chale Cheney's personality is more like his mother's.
"Granddad, did you take back what was in Yolanda's hands?" Sylvan asked.
"Since I returned unharmed this time, the will naturally became invalid. The royal guard in my hands is not that easy to mobilize." Spencer Childe said, "What about the plot of land I gave you, have you started work on it?"
"It's in the planning stage."
"I'm aware of your capabilities." Spencer Childe had nothing to worry about, "This time in Landon, I plan to visit some old friends."
"You should."
"I went to see Chris this afternoon, the boy hadn't woken up. The doctor said his skull was severely bruised. His life was just saved, but he will need several big and small surgeries. I am really angry with him, he is too brave."
Spencer Childe's voice was raised a few notches louder, which scared Chale.
The little guy didn't dare to look up, he just lowered his head and ate in silence.
When can I leave...
He wanted to go home.
