In an average-sized building, multiple children aged three and four could be seen playing together; their laughter was a joyful sight to behold. From these little clues, it was evident that this was an orphanage.
"Draco, what do you think of the outside world?"
The young man patted Draco's head. "It's a beautiful place."
Draco's childish face was full of frowns before he suddenly smiled. "The trees, animals, people—I would love to visit them all." He pouted.
"Are they really beautiful?"
The young child muttered to himself. He knew that behind those beautiful scenes, there were rotten beings who would do anything to achieve their goals.
The young man wanted to refuse Draco's request, but seeing those puppy eyes and pure gaze, he sighed and agreed. "Since you want to see such beautiful scenes, let's tell Big Sis Bell that we're going out."
Draco's eyes lit up. "Yay!" He jumped around like a child who had been given his favorite toy. "Thanks, Big Brother Azria!"
