Pat nodded and then calmly said, "Alright, then please swear to God."
Damian Knight was silent for a mont. Was this child really just a child?
Under Pat’s watchful gaze, he had no choice but to speak: "I swear to God, I will deliver the letter to you intact, without peeking."
Only then was Pat satisfied and said, "Thank you, brother."
"Of course." Damian Knight straightened his back, finding him both amusing and adorable.
Of course, it might also be because he was wearing a "Sumr Monroe filter"; even if Pat was a mischievous child, he might still find him cute.
Just then, the Williams ca out of the room.
Each of them was carrying a bag.
Mr. William first handed a bag to Damian Knight, saying, "Mr. Knight, this is a gift for you."
Damian Knight was about to refuse when Mr. William said, "I noticed you don’t look too well; probably due to overwork causing a deficiency of energy. Prolonged, it might lead to insomnia and irritability. Inside is traditional dicine I just prepared for you. Take it back and brew it; drink one dose per day. When you’re done, your body should be well-adjusted."
It’s known that Mr. William’s dical reputation is widespread, and obtaining a prescription from him is quite difficult, even with money you might not get in line.
Not wanting to disappoint their goodwill, Damian Knight nodded and accepted, "Thank you, sir."
Mr. William waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.
Then Mrs. William handed over another bag, saying, "SAN often has shallow sleep and can’t enter deep sleep; this is dicine I made for her. She’ll know how to use it once she receives it."
"Alright, I will deliver it to her as soon as possible." When Damian Knight accepted it, he glanced inside the bag.
It contained a full bag of items similar to Cathaysia’s bamboo incense used for worshipping the dead, but Mrs. William’s incense was white.
He placed the two bags in the car, waved goodbye to the three of them.
All three waved back, smiling as they watched him leave.
Even as his car drove so distance away, Damian Knight could still see the three of them standing at the door in the rearview mirror.
In Aurelia, this was considered an extrely high form of etiquette.
It was enough to prove the William family’s genuine care for Sumr Monroe; only those who truly cherish her could extend such affection to him, this "friend."
Through the rearview mirror, Damian Knight observed the Williams; the Williams were also discussing Damian Knight.
Of course, it was mainly Mrs. William speaking.
"This young man seems quite nice, handso, well-spoken, and from the way he carries himself and the gifts he gives, he must be from a good family. SAN has a lot of friends, but most of them are older or already settled down. I think if she has other developnts with him, it might not be bad."
Mr. William shook his head, reminding his wife, "Don’t forget why SAN went back. She’s not there to find a partner."
As Mr. William said this, Mrs. William’s expression dimd, and she didn’t ntion it further, taking Pat inside.
"Pat, you haven’t finished your howork today, don’t forget you also have a class self-recomndation letter to write."
Pat’s bright face instantly showed a look of distress, muttering as he followed Mrs. William inside.
Mr. William stood for a while longer at the door, even though Damian Knight’s car was long gone.
Before Sumr Monroe rembered her origins and went to Cathaysia, he had advised her many tis to let go of past hatred and look forward.
But Sumr Monroe had stumped him with a single sentence: "Dad, if it happened to you, could you let go of past hatred and not seek the truth?"
The answer is: No.
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