From the age of five to eighteen, over the course of thirteen years, he taught her many things: etiquette, languages, combat, driving, horseback riding...and killing. He took her to many places, showing her both the beauty and the darkness of this world.
Once, he was her mentor, as well as her friend, kin, and family...someone she had sworn to protect with her life.
"Sir!" An underling approached cautiously, "Your phone..."
Moses glanced sideways, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The underling choked back the words at the tip of his tongue, hastily retreating as Moses's gaze returned to Gan Yuan's face.
"Miss Gan, you have not yet answered my question."
This time, his tone was tinged with displeasure.
Gripping the ice-cold soda water, the cool temperature soothed her palm as Gan Yuan's emotions gradually calmed down.
How could she forget who he was?
