Old Anderson ignored the umbrella and pushed away his grandson who wanted to hold the umbrella for him, and walked over quickly with a cane.

"Master Karen, this is..."

Karen replied calmly: "There was an accident."

"Unexpected..." Old Anderson's lips trembled a little. You must know that Dis's grandson is his greatest hope now. He is even willing to pray to the ancestor to let Dis's grandson grow up quickly to protect the Allen family.

To a certain extent, Anderson Sr. was more concerned about Karen's "practice" than Dis's own grandfather.

"Well, it was an unexpected success."

"It's okay, Master, we can prepare it again, next time... hmm?" The second half of Old Anderson's words was stuck in his throat.

"Send people to continue to seal off the performance hall, especially the remaining pool water inside, and find a way to transport it and store it properly."

"Yes, okay, I understand."

Karen bypassed Old Anderson, the Allen family and others, and walked straight towards the castle.

After walking in, Eunice happened to come down the stairs and saw Karen appearing at home again. She was a little surprised and said: "Is it delayed?"

"It ended successfully."

"Yes, congratulations." Eunice walked towards Karen, "I'm going to the kitchen now to help prepare the dinner for the performance hall tonight. Although my cooking skills are not as good as yours, I hope I can do something for you."

Eunice had said goodbye to Karen in the bedroom before, so she did not stand at the door with her grandfather and others to pay attention.

Of course Karen wouldn't say that I wouldn't be able to eat it even if you sent it in, because the three meals were originally prepared by Pu'er, and if he had to purify for three days and three nights, he should be in a "coma" state all the time.

"I just really want to taste the food you cooked, so I can't help but want to come out quickly; after all, the distance from the kitchen to the living room is already a crime, let alone the long road in the rain."

"hehe."

Pu'er took the initiative to jump on the golden retriever. The golden retriever trembled, but still stood firm.

These two were exhausted, frightened, and exhausted. Now they just wanted to have a good rest and no longer wanted to watch the boring interactions before giving birth.

The golden retriever staggered Pu'er up the stairs. Karen glanced at Alfred, who immediately followed him up. By the way, he caught both the cat and the dog when the golden retriever almost slipped on the stairs.

"Master, I'm going up first." Alfred shouted, then carried Pu'er and Kevin upstairs. He had questions to ask Pu'er.

Karen saw a chair on the other side of the corridor, so he walked over and sat down. After sitting down, he realized that there was an easel in front of him and a paintbrush next to it.

Most of this painting has been completed. In the painting, under the eaves at the entrance of the castle, old Anderson is standing in the front with a cane, facing the performance hall in the distance;

However, old Anderson's eyes were not staring at the performance hall. His eyes were a little confused and a little anxious, and deep down, there was a clear uneasiness hidden in them.

Behind old Anderson is Mike in a wheelchair and other family members.

The middle-aged family members had stern faces, while the younger family members looked a little impatient. Because grandpa insisted on standing there, they could not leave first and had to accompany him to continue standing.

Karen discovered that from this angle in the corridor, through the glass, he could just see under the eaves of the main entrance.

Therefore, the painter must have been sitting here painting before.

"My father painted it," Eunice said.

"Well, I can see it."

for there is no Mr. Bede in the picture;

In fact, in the past, Mr. Bede, as the nominal head of the clan, should have stood beside old Anderson and lamented that the future of the family was entrusted to a young man with a foreign surname. The father and son exuded such complicated emotions to each other;

Well, he didn't, he chose to sit here and even started painting.

He is indeed not suitable to be a good clan leader. After all, even if he doesn't want to in his heart, he still needs to do some stage work.

Oh, he is really an artist at heart.

At this time, there was a noise outside. Old Anderson and Mike cheered emotionally at the entrance of the performance hall. Apparently, they discovered the changes in the holy water.

Not only were all the previous concerns about Karen completing the purification faster than expected, but she was also extremely impressed by this miraculous change.

You know, the value of this pool of holy water alone is enough to be worth the current net profit of the Allen family's workshop output in two quarters, that is, half a year!

That's the value of points, not coins like waste paper!

"Grandpa, they seem very happy?" Eunice asked doubtfully.

"Yeah." Karen nodded and continued to focus on the painting. Previously, he was just admiring the details of the characters in the painting. Now, he began to "appreciate" the atmosphere of the painting.

There seemed to be something familiar in his heart. Although he couldn't tell exactly what the resemblance was, it wasn't the brushwork or the composition, but it just seemed familiar.

Yes, it’s the feeling;

This should be the change after he became a servant of God;

Moreover, Karen really matched this feeling with some things in his memory.

At this time, Mr. Bede ran back in the rain and shouted to Karen excitedly: "Master Karen, you are so amazing, you are so amazing!"

"Father, I'll get you a towel."

"Well, okay."

Mr. Bede pulled out a chair next to him, sat down in front of Karen, and continued very excitedly: "I have never heard of it, and my father is also very excited."

Karen nodded and didn't explain anything, because they didn't really need to explain.

However, the excitement of "Old Anderson" in Bede's words was broken. He probably misunderstood it. Old Anderson was not conjured up the holy water worth points, but the "miracle" on his body made him more determined.

own hopes and choices.

As the clan leader, Bede didn't even think of this level.

Karen looked at Bede with some confusion and asked: "Mr. Bede, is there something I want to ask you?"

"Well, tell me." Bede began to calm down his excitement.

"Have you never been able to pass the test of your family's belief system?"

Bede was a little surprised that Karen would suddenly ask this at this time, but he immediately smiled bitterly and said:

"Yes, in terms of blood talent, my two brothers and I have never been able to compare, so I never thought that I was qualified to inherit the position of clan leader.

Even if it weren't for the fact that my father and I looked very similar in photos when we were young, I think my father might have doubted whether I was his biological child, hahahaha.

Thanks to the invention of the camera, if it were an oil painting, I really can’t tell.”

Mr. Bader was not shy about making jokes about himself.

Karen laughed too.

Then,

Amidst laughter, Karen suddenly crossed his arms in front of himself and said:

"Praise to Rilisa!"

Mr. Bede also made the same action almost as a conditioned reflex and blurted out:
Chapter completed!