Bennett Family's Old House.
In a cozy warm bedroom, an elderly man dressed in grey pajamas held a small spray bottle, leisurely watering a lush spider plant by the enclosed balcony.
The man's figure was slender but energetic, and he would occasionally hum a tune.
This person was the elder of the Bennett Family, Norman Bennett.
Knock, knock.
Hearing the knock, Norman Bennett immediately knew who it was. He continued focusing on watering the plants and responded to the door, "Come in."
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a man dressed in a deep black coat walked in, his already long legs appeared even longer under the straight dark grey trousers.
Norman Bennett stopped four meters away from the elder, slightly bowed his head, respectfully saying, "Grandfather."
"Hmm, come take a look, how do you think my spider plant is doing?" The elder gestured for him to come over, still focusing intently on the lush spider plant.
"Very well."
