Time ticked forward at a slow pace. This was the first time Yu Weimin had felt so peaceful. Of course, nothing felt out of the ordinary except for a certain villain's and a girl's antics.
A few years passed just like that, and Yu Weimin began acting like a father. He had long forgotten his identity as a criminal at this point.
This day was just out of the ordinary. Yu Weimin had gotten up to bathe. He stripped off his robes and sat beneath the waterfall. The river water reached his chest, and he started rubbing his body.
Right then, he sensed a slow, hungry gaze on his back.
Yu Weimin didn't even turn back and say, "Brat, why are you glaring at me so early in the morning?"
Cole had turned seven now, so he had a look of innocence on his face. Coupled with the glaring expression, the young boy looked even more alluring. He gave off the feeling that he was innocent yet mischievous.
Since Yu Weimin was too lazy to name people, he just called the pup a brat.
