The door open.
Butler Henry smiled brightly when he saw Dylan in front of him. He had already seen Dylan through the eyehole from inside.
Plus, they had already seen the boat coming.
They were already prepared.
"Uncle Henry, we can go now," Dylan said in a slow tone.
"Yes. Everyone is ready." Butler Henry had a big backpack on his back. To be exact, all of them were carrying backpack on their back, including Old Master Daniels. He handed over one of the backpack to Dylan, which he quickly wore behind him.
There were many items that Old Master Daniels brought with him.
When Dylan felt the weight of the bag, his expression changed slightly before turning to normal. He looked at his grandfather sideways for a moment before coughing. "Grandfather."
Old Master Daniels looked at his grandson and nodded. "It seems you're not completely useless, you brat."
Dylan: "…" Did you think so low of me, Grandpa?
