The young Almighty appeared on the screen.
Back then, when they had exchanged hands in the Fifth Avenue, she hadn't seen his appearance that clearly. Hence, her memory of the young him only consisted of his tiny independent and aloof self. She could still remember the perfect curve of his jaw when the light rays had splashed onto his face as he had held onto her hand.
Now she could see a more recent version of the Almighty.
Bo Jiu's attention wasn't on his handsome celestial-like face. Instead it was on his words. "Because there is someone from my childhood that loves gaming."
"Which means you started gaming for that person?"
"Yes."
He had stared straight into the camera lens when he had replied. The young Almighty was looking very similar to what he had looked as a child. His thin lips were clean, his nose bridge sharp and defined, and his eyes were so dark they seemed to glow.
Bo Jiu swallowed.
