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“Yes!”

Nash and Finn exchanged stunned looks.

The old woman was obviously blind, so how had she known where Nash was sitting?

“You’re lying…”

The old woman spoke chidingly, a sullen expression on her face.

Then, a wave of sound washed over them.

Cracks appeared on the walls, and the coffee table’s glass topper shattered.

“Grandma…”

Melody Stone’s elegantly arched eyebrows furrowed together, seemingly worried the old woman would injure their guests!

She was using the Lion’s Roar method!

Nash narrowed his eyes and used his true energy to protect his eardrums.

Finn was caught by surprise, and his brain felt like it was about to explode. He grabbed his head and let out a piercing shriek.

“I’m not lying. I have my grandfather’s ring with me!” Nash said as he raised his right hand to show her the ring on his finger, which was glowing dimly.

“Grandma… he’s got a gold ring on his finger. It looks the same as the one in the picture you have in your study!” Melody said as she stared intently at the ring on Nash’s finger.

The look on the old woman’s face changed abruptly. She staggered to her feet and dropped to her knees before Nash. “Little Master… it really is you!”

The old woman was so overcome with emotion that even her voice was trembling.

“Ma’am, please, why don’t you take a seat first?”

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The old woman must have been a survivor of the Young Family Village massacre. Since she was

addressing him as “Little Master”, it meant she was not a member of the Young family but must have

served the family as a nanny or something similar.

“Twenty-three years!”

“I thank the heavens for allowing me to finally meet you again while I’m still alive, Little Master!”

The old woman had tears of joy in her eyes.

Tears also appeared in the eyes of the beautiful girl standing beside her.

“You knew I was still alive?” Nash asked, confused.

“It was I who handed you over to Herman Lewis. He met me ten years ago and told me you would visit the Young Gardens one day!”

“Little Master, it will forever be one of my regrets that I was not buried alongside the Young family, but all I wanted was to wait for the day when I could see you again!” the old woman said as tears flowed down her face.

“Please don’t say that, Granny. Being buried alongside other people is no longer a popular topic of discussion!” Nash replied, a rueful smile on his face. Then, he asked, “Do you know Herman well? What’s their relation to the Young family?”

“I’m an orphan, and your great-grandfather rescued me from human traffickers. He brought me to the Young Family Village, where I learned to read, write, and practice martial arts. The Young family gave me the gift of being reborn, and I swore that all my descendants would be loyal servants of the Young family. I never expected disaster to befall the Young family!

“Herman Lewis failed in his business ventures and made plenty of enemies along the way. Your grandfather saved him when he was severely injured and roaming the mountains, and that was the start of a long-lasting friendship. Herman was invited to the Young family’s annual family gathering at Young Family Village on that fateful day, and soon after disaster struck, I handed you over to Herman. You were only a newborn then…”

The old woman summarized her and Herman’s relationship with the Young family in a few sentences.

She still felt a piercing pain when she spoke of what had happened all those years ago.

“After handing you over to Herman, I fought off the countless killers who had trapped me in the middle and managed to escape with my life!

“I should have died alongside the rest of the Young family, but I never returned to the Young Family Village because I wanted to survive… I deserve to die!”

The old woman fell to her knees again as she spoke and sobbed hysterically.

Nash helped the old woman to her feet and said comfortingly, “Granny, please don’t overthink things Anyone who tried returning would have gotten killed. I’m sure the Young family will rest in peace knowing you survived!”

His great-grandfather had adopted her, and instead of treating her as a nanny or some other lowly servant, she was treated as one of his own. The fact she was literate and had practiced martial arts meant his great-grandfather had thought of her as his child.

Since she was around his grandfather’s age, it made sense for him to address her as his granny.

Nash had thought he was the sole survivor of the Young family, and he was pleased to hear there was another survivor. It felt like he had finally found land after years at sea.

“Thank you… thank you for forgiving me, Little Master…”

The old woman’s lips trembled as she thanked him.

Her legs shook as she staggered her way back to the couch. “Granny…”