Mongna Ant Land Cottage.
As soon as Ivan returned to the Twin Towers, a beautiful figure dashed towards him with the fragrance of the wind, nestling into his arms as softly as jade. After years of growth, Justine's physique had become no less striking than that of her mother, Madam Selina, and perhaps had even surpassed her.
"Ivan, you're back."
"Did someone bully you?"
Seeing Justine's agitated demeanor, Ivan thought she might have been bullied and patted her back to offer comfort.
Justine muttered some unintelligible words and shook her head slightly, unwilling to let go of her hold on him.
"If someone did bully you, just tell me. I want to see who would dare not to give me face," Ivan said gravely, considering his relationship with the Three Great Families. Normally, disputes among sorcerers wouldn't affect apprentices, but he couldn't rule out the possibility of someone intentionally causing trouble.
"No, really."
"Are you sure?"
