The favoritism of Huo Ling's grandfather towards Huo Ling is very obvious. Yi Bing would be an idiot and blind if he couldn't see that. But – "Even so, one shouldn't get it to their head." He said.
"I know that!" Huo Ling cried. "That's why I didn't become a tyrant, right?" he pouted, his cheeks puffed up in anger. His eyes are also watery, making his brown pupils looked crystalline. No matter where you look, he looked like he had just suffered the greatest injustice in this world. He looked like he had just been bullied.
And the culprit is none other than this elegant grim reaper who looked abstinent in his bitter black suit perfectly hugging his lean body. He looked like a gentleman, but he's definitely not. In a literal sense, he isn't a man, but a grim reaper. And his actions are completely not gentlemanly! Didn't he just bully a poor soul named Huo Ling?
