Five years later...
Nash had just finished training at the Crimson Phoenix Base and was driving home leisurely.
Looking outside, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure.
"Charlotte?!"
Stopping the car, he opened the window shield to confirm he wasn't hallucinating.
"Brother Nash?!" Charlotte muttered in shock, seeing the car stop beside her.
"It's really you, Charlotte! You've grown up!" Nash said as he got out of the car.
"Brother Nash, I finally found you!" Charlotte shouted, jumping into his arms.
"You've already grown up; don't do this anymore," Nash sighed helplessly.
Charlotte was already 10 years old; thanks to the void energy optimizing the body to the peak of its form, Charlotte looked 15-16 years old.
Nash felt it was inappropriate for her to hug him so forcefully.
"I don't care! I'll always be Brother Nash's sister, no matter how old I am," Charlotte said, not caring about the gossip of the passersby.
"Anyway, where's Elijah? Aren't you two inseparable?"
