That’s… Kelsea Morgan’s eyes lit up as she rushed toward the elderly man.
At the same time, she proudly shouted, “Mr. Jewell, you’re here!”
The others instinctively turned toward where Kelsea was. Then, they saw the founder of Haut Monde, Hans Jewell. With the help of his assistant, he was walking toward them with a cane.
Almost immediately, looks of respect crept onto everyone’s faces. Even the usually expressionless Everett Eakins walked over to lower his head at Hans and greeted, “Mr. Jewell...”
Hans nodded. “I’m old, and it’s now inconvenient for me to travel around. I wasn’t planning to come, but I heard that someone has solved Lightspring Maneuver.”
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