Yan Kang saw Yan Wang each time, the boy always appeared sickly and dull.
As for being dull, there were two kinds,
one was innate stupidity.
The other, acquired world-weariness.
Although he didn't know which one applied to Yan Wang, the boy certainly acted like an idiot, showing no intention of engaging with the world at all.
The vast Yan Family, the old sick, the young disabled, the one in the middle acting insane, thinking about nothing but how to get into the entertainment industry all day long!
Everything was exactly to his liking!
But now.
Yan Wang stood there quietly.
His pair of dark, beautiful eyes, like icy cold snowy mountains, were chilling to the bone!
That expression... was strikingly similar to the look of the great-grandfather's before his rages…
It was uncanny!
Yan Kang was suddenly startled, breaking out in a cold sweat.
This kid, usually so dim and silly, was now looking at him with such eyes?
