"Why should I believe you?"
"Do you need me to call the Interpol now?" The child stared him straight in the eyes, her calmness still disturbingly composed.
How was she anything like a ten-year-old should be?
This was the first time he had taken an interest in a child, losing his murderous intent.
"What does a little brat like you need money for?"
"My mother had a car accident. She needs money for medical treatment."
In the end, he gave it to her.
It was rare for him to encounter something that piqued his interest.
But he added one condition: she had to work for him.
Later, he truly came to understand this child.
And indeed, he was immensely impressed.
Because of this, he stayed in Nanwan for almost two years, accompanying her as she grew up, treating her as an interesting pet during that time.
After that, he would visit Nanwan once a year.
Each meeting inevitably ended in a fight.
A real fight with real weapons.
And in the wake of these fights...
