The boy stood with his back straight, his clear eyes revealing a determined look, lips pursed tightly. Though young, he already gave off a sense of reassuring reliability.
Yun Miao curled her lips, "Your wish will come true."
Maqi curled up pretending to sleep, his ears perked up to listen to their conversation. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand a word, and eventually, fatigue overcame him, and he unknowingly fell asleep.
In the latter half of the night, there was suddenly noise outside the door. Yun Miao, a light sleeper, instantly opened her eyes, and fighting sounds soon came from outside.
"Ors, are you crazy?" Dylan's angry voice rang out.
"I'm not crazy, you're the one who's crazy. We have to kill that person now; he's definitely with those people, here to end us. Otherwise, we'll all die." Ors said as he charged inside, murderous intent rising.
"You'll get the Boss killed." Dylan suddenly barred his way, "Don't be rash."
