"Did you manage to track the car?"
"..."
Eli Linfield rubbed his nose sheepishly.
He lamented, "We found the scrapped vehicle, not a single hair left behind. The license plate was fake, and the original car was stolen. Furthermore, they managed to avoid surveillance the whole way, leaving no clues at all."
In other words: they got nothing.
Having roamed the Martial World for years, he's never faced such a setback. — Not a single clue to be found!
"Oh."
Surprisingly, Nora Scott remained unexpectedly calm.
She didn't even cast him a disdainful glance.
Eli Linfield: ???
Did the ancestor suddenly become benevolent?!
As it turned out, after leisurely finishing a bite of rice, Nora Scott added slowly, "Normal."
Normal...
Normal.
Seeing Eli Linfield's dumbfounded expression, Nora Scott further explained, "If I couldn't find anything, it's only natural that you came up empty-handed."
Eli Linfield: "..." Oh.
So she never intended to comfort him in the first place.
