"Greetings, Young Master Flores!"
Zorvyn Harrison hurriedly came out of the house and saluted Carson Flores, a surprised and questioning look in his eyes.
How did he find his way here?
And why was Zephyra, the steward, personally accompanying him?
"Sister Zephyra, please come in!"
Zephyra looked at Zorvyn with a touch of pity in her eyes: "Zorvyn, Young Master Flores has sought me out, prepared to use points to restore your freedom, but after I reported to the Island Master, he refused..."
Zorvyn's eyes lit up suddenly at the first half of the sentence, but as he heard the latter half, his once bright eyes dimmed instantly.
The change in his expression at that moment didn't escape Carson Flores, who sighed inwardly.
The feeling of shattered hope, it's probably something like this.
Carson Flores had initially thought Zorvyn would ask why the Island Master wouldn't allow it, but he didn't. He just lowered his gaze with a complex expression and remained silent.
Is it despair?
