Ye Zhong shrieked in horror as he slowly raised his teary face. He screamed out loud again when he saw the big, bright sea of flame in front of him.
"Aaaahhhh!!!!"
His scream alarmed Dai Zhiqiang. He checked on the boy's body but found no injuries. However, Ye Zhong looked like he had lost his mind. Tears trickled down his face as he tried to cover his face on his chest.
"It's hot! Hot! I don't like it here! I want to run away! Waaahhh!!"
"Young Master? Please calm down." Dai Zhiqiang said in fluster. He was so calm just a moment ago. Did the explosion startle him that much?
"I don't like it, waahhh! Mother, Father, Grandpa!"
Only then did Dai Zhiqiang realize. Ye Zhong wasn't afraid of the explosion but of the fire caused by it.
The trauma from the incident that took away his parents' life years ago must have been etched deeply inside his mind. Even though he should still be very young to remember anything back then.
