Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Wait, this scene seems familiar.

Malin sighed like this, while having to place the book in his hand onto the shelf that Mana had transformed into, and then with a slight gesture of his small hand, Jin Weili started cruising back.

The young man landed on the ground and clung to Malin’s leg as if his life depended on it, crying like a panda — his eyes were both blackened, clearly from a beating.

The burly old man from the Jin family walked into the rest area: "Don’t just stand there watching, everyone, move back a bit."

All the legendary and semi-legendary spectators in the rest area immediately dispersed.

The old man drove everyone away, then turned his head to look at Malin: "Sir, please don’t protect this brat of mine who deserves to be punished."

"Ah, did he do something wrong?" Malin asked with a face full of surprise.

Honestly, if someone else had said something about this kid, Malin wouldn’t really believe it, but this was Jin Weili’s own grandfather, so Malin didn’t know what to say. However, considering that Jin Weili had always been a good boy in Malin’s eyes, a fan of comedy, Malin wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Then the old man threw a medal onto the ground: "This little bastard, he falsely made a medal for the sake of face! This is a fake medal! The real one has a small circle of text on the inside edge, detailing the achiever’s birth date and name! But on his medal, the details are in the center! Even the front pattern is wrong!"

After saying this, he took out another medal, this time he solemnly handed it over to Malin with both hands.