"Well..." Toph pretended to be serious. "It's something beyond the comprehension of ordinary mortals like you!"

Chris raised his hand to strike, but Toph ducked, laughing as he avoided the hit. "There's only a thin line between artists and lunatics."

"True, I'll give you that!" Chris glanced at him. "But you're also an artist, and you're not crazy!"

"Because we're family, you're biased when it comes to me!" Toph spread his hands. "Here's another example, Lena! To outsiders, she's not normal—reclusive, aloof, a female assassin, but in your eyes, she's the most adorable person in the world! Right?"

Chris snorted in agreement.

Toph chuckled, putting an arm around Chris' neck. "So, Chris, we shouldn't judge people through a filter. Actually, Harvey's artistic talent is unparalleled..."

"Very affectionate toward him, aren't you?"

The two of them walked and laughed together.

entered the studio to announce their arrival and soon

Harvey might show aggressive behavior... but the bodyguards and the doctor are right outside. If anything happens, they'll

yet he doesn't

smiled but

Chris exchanged a glance and

the expansive studio. Seated on the floor, he leaned against the wall, tenderly

sight, Harvey's eyes

Chris intervened, shooting him a cautionary look. Toph shook his head and softly reassured,

butler said about

okay. If you're worried,

pursing his lips. He wasn't afraid but rather prepared for any sudden situation. As a special forces soldier, the vigilance instilled in him made him choose not to get too close—he stood in the farthest corner of the room from

his sketchbook before

when he saw a smiling face he

beside him. "I'm going to be in Cumulus City for a while this time. I hope we

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