Opening his eyes and gradually waking up, the white-haired boy looked at this strange room. The room was not big and very dim. The curtains on the wall were tightly closed. Only the ceiling covered with wallpaper had a heating system.

The crystal emits a weak light.

This seemed to be a hotel, and it was a small room in a hotel suite. But the little boy was not sure because he had never stayed in a real hotel.

After a while, the door to the room was opened, and a woman walked in. She was the white-haired woman she saw in the tavern.

The woman walked to the bed holding a cup of steaming coffee and looked at the boy on the bed who was looking at her with his eyes open: "You're awake."

"This...where is this?" The little boy's voice seemed hoarse and weak, as if his throat had been dried by fire.

The woman sat on the bedside, stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the boy's forehead: "Your head is very hot, do you want to drink some water?"

The little boy nodded hard.

The woman helped him up and gave him her coffee.

The little boy drank all the coffee in the cup without leaving any.

The woman asked him to lie down, then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him without blinking.

"Why are you looking at me?" The little boy's voice was clearer than before, but it still seemed weak.

The woman reached out and touched his face, gently stroking his hair and ears.

"Do you know me?" The little boy felt a kind and warm feeling in his heart.

The woman shook her head: "I don't know you. I'll buy medicine for you later, but you have to answer a few questions for me first."

The little boy nodded.

The woman asked the first question: "What is your name?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know, I don't have a name."

"Then what do others call you?"

The little boy didn't say anything, maybe the name he was called by others was not pleasant.

The woman asked again: "How old are you? Do you know where your family lives?"

The little boy shook his head again: "I...I am an orphan."

The woman asked: "Then where did you live before?"

"I don't remember." The little boy said.

"Have you been wandering?"

The little boy nodded.

The woman said: "Can you let me see your eyes?"

The little boy hesitated and nodded.

The woman stretched out her hand to open his eyes and looked into his eyes carefully.

The little boy was a little scared and his eyes kept moving around.

"Don't move, look into my eyes."

The little boy didn't dare to move. He opened his eyes and looked at the aunt in front of him without moving. Looking at her red lips, bright eyes, beautiful nose, and pointed chin, he felt that she was so close.

It's like seeing your own family.

The white-haired woman let go of her hand: "Okay, you can rest. I'll buy you cold medicine."

The little boy watched her leave. Probably because of his illness, he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After leaving the hotel and walking on the road, the white-haired woman thought in her mind: "Yes, he is a member of my clan. But how is this possible? Aren't all the people in the clan dead? Are there other clan members who survived?

? Or is he that woman’s child? No, that woman cannot have such a child.”…

spring.

Under the river bridge, the white-haired boy happily held half a box of pizza. His stomach was already growling. When he was about to eat, a figure walked up to him.

"Where did your pizza come from?" The white-haired woman looked at the boy.

"Master!" The young man looked frightened as if he had done something wrong.

"Are you begging again?"

"No, they gave this to me."

"Throw it away." The white-haired woman's voice was cold.

"division……"

'Pa' A hard slap hit the young man's face, and the white-haired woman said angrily: "You really need sympathy and charity from others? Have you forgotten what I taught you? In this world, there are only cowards.

Talents want to be pitied by others and want to survive in the world, they can only rely on their own strength..."

summer.

On the street, several young people surrounded the white-haired boy, kicking and beating him until the boy could no longer get up. Then they laughed and robbed the boy of his things, urinated on him, and left.

.

In the distance, the white-haired woman watched all this quietly before slowly walking towards the boy: "Do you realize it? This is the world. Even if you are a helpless orphan, they will not have any mercy on you.

. Maybe some rich people will give you a little sympathy like a charity dog, but in the face of survival, this world is only about fighting and killing..."

autumn.

"Did you see Bing Zhixie? That family has a lot of money. No matter what method you use, whether you steal, rob, defraud or kill, I want the money in that family to become mine..."

winter.

Heavy snow was flying all over the sky. Kula held Xiao Bing's Zhixie hand and walked forward step by step in the thick snow.

"Master, where are you taking me?" Xiao Bingzhixie almost fell down after taking a few steps, but he still followed the master without missing a step.

Kula just said two words: "Go home."

"Go home? Do you have a home too, Master?"

Kula lowered his head and said to him: "That's not a real home, it's where I live."

"Is it far there?"

"It's far away and it's cold."

Xiao Bingzhixie said: "What are we going to do there?"

"I want to teach you magic, teach you magic seriously."

"it is true?"

"Really." Kula said: "So we will stay there for a long time."

"how long?"

"a long time."

Xiao Bingzhixie asked: "Aren't we leaving?"

"No, we will leave, it is not our real home."

"Master, why are you so nice to me?"

Kula smiled softly: "Because we are a family."

Half a year later.

Xiao Bingzhixie said: "Master, where are you going?"

"I have something to do and I have to leave for a while."

"Aren't you going to take me to me?"

Kula said: "You are here to study the magic I taught you? If I find that you have not learned it, I will hang you on a tree, take off your clothes and whip you for a day and a night."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then when will you come back?"

"I don't know, maybe it will be soon, maybe it will take a while."

"How long will it take?"

"Don't ask anymore, go and practice magic. I hope you haven't been killed by a wild beast when I come back."

Two months later.

"Master, you are back."

"Um."

"I learned all the magic you taught me."

"Um."

"Are you unhappy, Master?"

"Um."
To be continued...