Erasing the memories of an ordinary person was simple, but to do the same to a cultivator’s memories in her consciousness field was an extraordinarily challenging feat. It was extremely draining.

Several hours later, Jared finally stopped, completely drenched in sweat:

“I’ve already erased Ms. Giuvali’s memories, Old Mr. Giuvali. We’ll only know whether I managed to retain her most fundamental memories when she wakes up!”

After he had finished speaking, he plopped down onto the chair.

He was truly exhausted, drained to the core.

At the sight of Jared so weary, Misho looked at him with gratitude written all over his face. “Thank you, Mr. Chance. Regardless of whether Izolda recognizes me, I will always be there for her!”

At just that moment, Izolda slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that Izolda had awakened, Misho anxiously went over in a hurry. He was uncertain if his granddaughter would still recognize him.

When Izolda caught sight of her grandfather, she called out softly, “Grandpa…”

Upon hearing that, Misho instantly murmured an acknowledgment in delight, tears escaping his eyes uncontrollably.

“Why are you crying, Grandpa? Where are we?” Izolda asked while helping to wipe his tears away after getting up.

I’ll take you

to see that

fundamental memories are intact, there’ll be no need for

can’t thank you enough,

said that, Misho fell to his knees before

it,

to him, stopping him from kneeling

do

to comprehend why her grandfather wanted

is Mr. Chance, a savior of

when Jared interrupted him, saying, “Perhaps it’s best not to tell Ms. Giuvali too much, Old Mr. Giuvali. Just let her remember whatever she can, lest she gets

hearing that, Misho quickly zipped

If you have nowhere else to go, you’re welcome to stay here. Anyway, there’s plenty of

you, Mr. Chance. I’m planning to take Izolda back home. I won’t take her roaming around anymore in

is fraught with danger, so a safe and

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