The night was deep.
Little Ginger stood in the courtyard, transfixed by the flowers and plants around her.
Warren walked up to her and asked, "Little Ginger, what's wrong?"
"Has Sir Russell gone to sleep?"
"Yes."
"Brother Warren, why did Sir Russell suddenly change his view of me?"
"It's all about coincidences, Little Ginger."
"Huh?"
"Just recently, I found out that the master who performed brain surgery on Moira Mason, your mother, back then."
Little Ginger's lips parted slightly, looking at Warren in surprise. He continued, "So, there's a saying that only the one who tied the bell can untie it. Back then, the master made your mother forget everything. Then, one day, you as a disciple will be able to make your mother remember everything. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to acquire that ability."
