"Ori, can you understand what Grandpa is saying?"
He nodded, and Theodore hugged him tightly with a mixture of heartache and relief. "It's okay, as long as you're okay, that's what matters."
"Listen, child, Grandpa will definitely avenge you. Those who have harmed you, I will make them pay back a hundredfold!"
"How about you stay with Grandpa from now on? I'll give you the best of everything and spend my entire life to make it up to you."
"You just woke up, you must be thirsty and hungry, right? Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll have someone prepare it for you."
After talking for a while and getting no response, Theodore handed him a pen and paper.
"If you still don't want to talk, you can write it down on paper, would that be okay?"
Orion took the pen and paper but instead of writing anything, he drew a cute, delicate little girl as if she stepped straight right out of a comic book.
In the southern areas of Crestwood, at Serenity Oaks Estates.
When Oliver appeared at the Nightshade residence, holding the hand of Xanthea, who had a dirty face and was covered in dust, everyone was taken aback.
"What happened to you two? Oliver, Xan, you look like you've just escaped from a coal mine!"
"Xan, why have you changed your skin color?"
"Xan, who did this to you?!"
Ethan and Samuel rushed over, asking her with concern.
Xanthea, with her innocent amber eyes rolling around, glanced up at her uncle with some fear.
Oliver, who had been holding back his anger all the way home, ready to scold Xanthea, felt her little hand tugging at his palm. Xanthea proudly told their family, "Dad, Mom, Uncle is a big hero!"
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