Huang Yi stared at the crack in the door for a long time, as if he were gazing at the entrance to another world. What scene would he see when he pushed the door open?
Finally, he reached for the doorknob and gently pushed the door open, looking inside.
Almost instantly, he saw a pair of eyes!
They belonged to a child, the whites of the eyes were very clean, devoid of any blood veins, and the pupils were as clear as crystal diamonds, standing right in front of him, looking up at him.
The person standing before Huang Yi was a scrupulously clean boy around twelve or thirteen years old. The boy was only as tall as Huang Yi's waist, but he appeared spirited, like a vigorously growing sapling.
It was now around seven or eight in the morning when the sun was rising. The warm sunlight slanted in from the outside window, bringing with it a soft gleam that shone on his body, imbued with a sense of new strength.
