At first, there was an overwhelming sense of urgency: "Sir, how are things on your end?" "Did something happen?" "Hey, hey, don't scare me!"
Later on, it became: "Hm, I've contacted Mr. Falk, and Miss Barbara has reached out to me as well." "It's good that you're okay, sir." "Take your time to heal, and don't worry about the territory here. Everyone and I will be fine."
The most recent message was: "Hurry and wake up, sir!"
Seeing these messages, Andrew couldn't help but smile.
While feeling warmth in his heart, he also realized a few things:
First, he had slept for three days. The dates on these messages, with the earliest being "Sir, how are things on your end?" were sent three days ago.
Second, Grandpa Falk, although stabbed by that female assassin, seemed to be fine and had even woken up a day earlier than him.
Third, it seemed the female assassin had targeted only him, as the Wildfire Territory remained safe without any unexpected attacks.
