Remo's face was dark just like a burnt pot. He looked at the man in front of him with his squinting eyes. Even though that incident took place nine years back but still his instincts told him that his institutions are correct.
This man was the person whom he saw abducting his father from their house and shot his mother in front of his eyes.
The flashback of those days starts playing in front of his eyes. The moment where his mother cried for mercy but this man just shot her on the head. The blood stains splashed on his face and the white shirt he was wearing turned crimson red.
Remo's eyes turned red when he recalled everything. His facial expressions were enough to make Aaric suspicious.
Aaric tapped on his shoulder and gestured to him to come out with him.
Outside the dungeon, Remo's face was blank, totally expressionless. The cheerful boy who was raised in front of his eyes, and today seeing him in this condition, naturally made Aaric feel a bit uneasy.
"Remo?"
