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"Wait for me! Qinglai, stop running! Grandpa can't keep up!"
They had almost forgotten someone, and the sounds coming from the house reminded everyone of his presence again—Kojima Zhuozi.
It wasn't easy for him, presumably still in the dark about everything.
To be able to keep running at his age was also commendable; the elderly man was breathing heavily, trying to calm the restless blood inside him. Having a granddaughter like Qinglai was, in a way, quite exhausting for him.
"Qinglai, can you stop staying here, please? Just listen to me this once, okay? Let's leave quickly!"
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I won't leave with you because the issue with Little Magic Eye hasn't been resolved yet."
Kojima Qinglai flatly rejected him without hesitation.
"No! You must leave with me today!"
Kojima Zhuozi's tone was no longer gentle and kind; he sharply reprimanded his stubborn granddaughter, leaving no room for resistance.
