Landon Ford: "Forget it."
If Thea Shaw was wrong about this, he would compensate the Kensington Group.
Who would have thought their relationship was so unorthodox now?
Yvette Vaughn looked at Landon Ford and Thea Shaw strangely, wondering if she was missing some information.
Thea Shaw felt she was a bit too rash coming here.
To make sure, she snapped a photo of the old man and sent it to her master.
Thea Shaw: Master, does this old man have the features of someone with living descendants?
State Preceptor Brightmoon replied quickly, and Thea listened with her headphones.
Even though her master's tone was gentle, Thea felt an invisible disdain.
State Preceptor Brightmoon: [Can't you even see such basic features now? Disciple, you've fallen, have you been blinded and confused by this colorful world?]
Thea Shaw: ...
Her master truly was the Great National Master of the previous generation, guessing accurately.
