Gerard walked out from the darkness, looking at the face that was oh so familiar.
Just like in his memory, not even a hint of aging, still so young, as if it was only yesterday that he had been pleading to join the Night Star Team.
It made Gerard feel somewhat dazed.
Then he heard Yong Xin speak again, "You have aged a lot, Father."
That voice pulled Gerard out of his daze.
He looked at the face again.
It was indeed over ninety percent similar to his memory.
The only difference was that the once youthful and spirited smile had turned into a highly uncomfortable... fake smile.
But for Gerard, that was the most significant difference.
"You..." he slowly began, "what exactly are you?"
Hearing this, Yong Xin sighed lightly, "Isn't it a bit too much to call me 'a thing'? Father, have you forgotten who I am? Or is it that an illegitimate son doesn't need to leave such a deep impression?"
Gerard ignored such low provocation from Yong Xin and just quietly looked at him.
