"Madam, it's really you! You're back."
"Haha, I knew it! That aura was unmistakable. It's the Young Master and the others."
The newly arrived Elder Lawson and the others waved, then dropped to one knee in unison, bowing their heads and placing a hand over their chests in a gesture of utmost respect.
"Your subordinates greet The Exalted One, Madam, and the Young Master."
After paying their respects, they looked up one by one, their gazes fixed excitedly on Celeste Grant and her family of three. It was as if they had found their backbone again.
Not long after their Madam and The Exalted One had left, the Young Master had followed.
And they hadn't returned since.
Everything in The Demonic Sects remained in perfect order.
The businesses under the Bloodfiend Den's banner operated as usual.
They were raking in Spirit Stones hand over fist every day.
