-Obyn residence, Netaji Village-
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A restless family found themselves pacing before their backdoor, peeking into the woods and the rest of their surroundings through the windows.
Their expressions were all grim.
The family wore very white-washed attire that made their complexions show even more.
Blankets over their shoulders, messy hairdos and chapped lips sold their sickly appearances.
They watched their environment with laser-beam focus until soon, they heard a familiar voice.
"Miss Chiyou..."
Ah-
It was the Grandmaster!
Like lightning, the family of 4 all rushed to the door.
"Grandmaster, welcome."
"Hmmm... This is my subordinate." Dorian said, casually stepping into the room with Chan-ki following behind him.
Looking at the family of 4 who had gone through painstaking efforts to look ill, Dorian only found it funny.