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    What did he just say?


    Every single person standing there wentpletely still, barely daring to breathe.


    They all stared at the young woman in absolute disbelief, their eyes wide with shock.


    Had they actually heard that right? How was it even possible that someone so young could be Magnus’s mentor?


    It felt like they’d just been told somethingpletely impossible.


    “I’m not worn out or anything, just kinda sleepy,” Christina answered.


    “How about grabbing a bite, taking a hot bath, and crashing for a bit? Tomorrow night, I’m treating you to dinner at Morfort Restaurant,” Magnus offered warmly.


    “Thanks, Magnus,” Christina said, shing a tired but grateful smile.


    “No need for thanks,” Magnus replied with a charming grin that bordered on ttery.


    “We had a hotel lined up for you at first,” he exined. “But I figured you’d be more at ease somewhere private, so I brought you here. This vi’s mine, and the staff have been with me for years. If you need anything at all, just ask them.”


    Christina chuckled. “Careful, we might get so cozy here we’ll never wanna leave.”


    “Then don’t,” Magnus said simply. “This ce is yours now. You can stay as long as you please.”


    To Magnus, a vi was pocket change. If Christina asked, he’d hand over a dozen more without blinking.


    What he truly craved was knowledge of Christina’s mastery of artifact restoration. No amount of cash or clout could buy that. The staff and bodyguards trailing behind looked stunned, eyes wide at Magnus’s oddly respectful tone.


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    Since when did Magnus act like this toward anyone?


    To them, Christina looked more like his granddaughter than someone he’d learn from. It was straight-up unbelievable.


    But if Magnus was showing this level of respect, she had to be something special.


    It was surreal and, honestly, a little scary to think someone so young had outpaced Magnus and was now teaching him. Davina walked quietly next to Christina, her mind tangled over whether to go back home tomorrow.


    No one had searched for her all these years. They probably thought she was long gone.


    The following morning, after finishing breakfast, Christina went with Magnus to a well-known and privatendmark.


    Even before they arrived, a crowd had gathered, excited and waiting for Magnus to show up.


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