"What? Don't recognize me?"
Ivan Reed's eyebrows slightly knitted.
Marco Pendleton, standing behind him, instinctively placed his hand on his waist.
The Night Fairy's disguising technique was too powerful!
And this mask was extremely precious!
Once torn off, it could not be restored!
Creating one mask required a full half-month.
So, they couldn't confirm who was underneath the mask.
In reality, the likelihood of this being a trick was almost zero.
But it was essential to be cautious in everything.
Especially when it concerned his own life and property, Ivan Reed had to be prudent.
"Sister, why have you come?"
Orren Beaumont stood up and walked over to the woman's side.
"Who are you!"
The woman, frightened, quickly backed away, hiding behind Ivan Reed: "Grandfather, this man..."
"Child, don't be afraid."
Ivan Reed extended his hand to stop Orren Beaumont, smiling, "You've scared her."
"Oh..."
