The night was dead silent as a girl in grey cloak that overly big for her walked toward the man who was standing in the middle of the clearing. The edge of the cloak dragged along behind her as the hoodie over her head covered half of her fac. It only showed the tip of her nose and her cherry lips that shut tightly.
The man who was standing in the middle of the clearing was wearing a shiny white armor from the fine production of the Kingdom of Rockstone. His hair neatly tied atop of his head in man bun. Despite his graceful figure, his pale face couldn't hide that he wasn't in his good condition. His left eye was still leaving him with ghostly pain all over these months.
His smile widened when he saw the girl that carried his bloodline, slowly approaching him.
"It has been long time." Wang Yu spoke with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. "Why don't you greet your father?" He picked his eyebrows questioningly.
