Dylan decided to grant Elowen a bit of his patience. After informing her of his arrival, he waited in the car.

When he finally saw a familiar figure riding a pink scooter and wearing a pink helmet, dressed in a light blue casual hoodie, he pressed his thin lips into a faint, cold line.

She was here.

Remembering his current "identity," he did not maintain his usual aloof demeanor. Instead, he opened the car door and stepped out.

The bodyguards, who were hiding in the ...