Huang Xing stood up and looked at the door A-Xuan had just exited. He was young when his brother's son was abducted, still he remembers the details.
After the man abducted him he got into a car crash and they both died. The baby must've survived and when they couldn't find where he came from he was put in an orphanage.
Huang Xing pulled out his cell phone and made a phone call. When he was done he left for A-Xuan's room.
He entered without knocking. He saw him sitting on his king-sized bed his legs crossed and his head down. His body shivered with anxiety. Huang Xing felt his heart clench and he knelt in front of the bed.
A-Xuan was still looking down not saying anything, Huang Xing lifted his head, and when he met his eyes he asked:
"What's wrong?"
A-Xuan asked with anxiety:
"Are you going to tell anyone that I'm a mage?"
Huang Xing sat on the bed and pulled him on his lap.
