"Father, when did you return?" Reona asked.

"Ehem." he cleared his throat, "Just now, more importantly, I heard that Lian was targeted. I'm worried for her, where is she?"

"She went to one of the guesthouses."

"Guesthouse?" Dillon raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"Yes, because she wants to accommodate the person who saved her," Reona explained.

"Is that so? By the way, Reona, is he or she?"

"He." Reona simply replied.

Dillon rushed out faster than lightning after Reona replied while shouting the words "Damn it. It's a man!"

His shout startled the people in the surroundings.

Reona shook her head because of her overprotective father-in-law. And she was secretly worried for Maxwell because of her father-in-law's sermon. He would surely blame him for what happened to their daughter. Unknowingly to her, Dillon had already scolded Maxwell earlier.

***

**Knock!** **Knock**

Lian knocked on the door of the guesthouse where Azrael was staying.

"You may enter." a calm voice came from the inside.

Lian hesitated for a moment, and she then touched the door with her palm. She pushed and opened it.

Inside the guesthouse, a handsome young man is sitting on a couch while sipping tea.

Earlier before Lian came to the guest house, a maid came to tend the young man's needs, and he requested for tea which the maid gladly accepted. After brewing, he dismissed the maid.

This young man is none other than Azrael.

"I'm sorry I came too late." Lian apologized as she entered inside.

Azrael stopped sipping his tea and put it on a tea plate on the small table on his right side, he then looked at her, "It's okay, I know that you have things that need to attend."

Lian sat on one of the couches and faced Azrael, she saw his old clothes, she felt embarrassed because she didn't even bring new clothes with her.

"I will bring clothes next time," she said meekly.

"Ohh, thank you for your consideration." Azrael chuckled.

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Lian wanted to say something when she heard a creepy voice coming from outside.

"Liaaaaan, grandpa is hereeee."

Lian blushed as she heard this voice. Lian immediately stood up and walked towards the door, she then locked it.

**BLAM!**

A sound that came from something that slammed the door echoed.

"What!? Why is it locked!? Y-you, damn male predator! Open this door before I destroy this guesthouse and chop your treasure sword!"

Lian's face turned even hotter.

"Grandpa, please stop that! You're embarrassing me."

"Lian? Is that you? Are you okay? Did he push you down? Did he rip your clothes!? Don't worry, I'm here now and will save you!" Dillon shouted.

His shout resounded around the area. The passerby couldn't help but look towards the guesthouse.

"I-is that true that the young miss is being pushed down by the guest!?" the maid worriedly asked.

"Heck, I will personally chop his treasure sword!" a youth shouted in his anger.

"S-stop that grandpa! I'm okay! A- Azrael didn't p-p-push me down and he would never do i-i-it." she said as she panicked.

"Are you sure? Then open this door!"

"Y-yes I'll open it." Lian unlocked the door while she trembled because of embarrassment.

Meanwhile, the onlookers sighed in relief as they heard Lian's voice. However, they still didn't leave.

The moment the door opened, Dillon immediately grabbed Lian and inspected her. After seeing nothing happened to her, he sighed in relief. He then looked at Azrael with scrutinizing eyes.

[A male and on top of that a handsome young man. Damn it.] He silently cursed.

"Hey, pervert! Don't come close to my granddaughter. I know your motive! I know you want to get my granddaughter's —"

"Grandpa! That's rude!" Lian angrily said.

Dillon was flabbergasted as he looked at Lian's angry face, "N-no Lian, don't be angry I'm doing this for you! He may look harmless but always remember, a man will bare his fangs once his prey lets her guard down! He is just a pervert with a handsome face."

"You called me a pervert two times in a row," Azrael said calmly.

Dillon swung his head and faced Azrael. He raised his eyebrows as he looked at him more because he didn't feel any cultivation which made him puzzled. But his thoughts were cut off by Azrael's next word.

"You called me a pervert but you are an even bigger pervert than me," Azrael said as he reached his teacup and sipped his tea.

"You are calling me a bigger pervert? How dare you insult me like that in front of my granddaughter!? If not for my granddaughter I would have beaten you to death!"

Azrael put his teacup down and smiled provokingly.

"It's not an insult because it is the truth. I bet you are going to brothels often" he paused for a moment.

"What is your proof? Lian don't listen to him okay?"

Dillon didn't know why but at this moment he was feeling nervous. He didn't really want his granddaughter to think that he was a pervert.

"You smell like a brothel." Azrael dropped the sentence.

"Y-you, how do you know what a brothel smells like?" he asked with his eyes wide open.

"So, I am right, you came to a brothel before."

Dillon choked hearing this. He then saw Lian's weird look.

"D-don't look at me like that. He is lying. Believe your grandpa okay?"

Alas, Lian's look got even weirder. Dillon became dispirited. He felt he aged 10 more years.

"Come on grandpa, let's go. Stop making a scene." She then looked at Azrael. "I apologize for my grandpa, I'll return later." she said meekly.

Lian dragged her dispirited grandpa. If she didn't do it her grandpa would make another scene again. Plus, she was embarrassed to face Azrael right now because of her grandpa.

Azrael shook his head as he watched them leave. The people in the scene dispersed one by one as they talked about today's incident. Some would laugh at it and some would pity Dillon. Everybody knows how Dillon dotes Lian and he always wanted Lian to be proud of him. However, after this incident, his image and reputation that he maintained in front of Lian were ruined.

When Maxwell heard the incident, he clapped his hands with delight while the elders looked at his happy expression. He has yet another reason to thank Azrael personally.