The child’s eyes were pale gray and there was a cold indifference on his face that didn’t match his age. It was like his existence was bred from a million resentments, completely out of sync with this world.

The young child looked at Qin Yu again. His lips slowly moved, repeating, “This is your family. If you don’t stay here, where would you go?”

Feeling the ice cold aura continuously gushing out from the young child’s body, Qin Yu knew it was impossible for him to escape.

After a brief silence, Qin Yu came back down on his own initiative. He stood across from the young child and earnestly looked at him, “Are you me?”

This question was extremely strange and was filled with an incredulous absurdity. But, the young...