Isn’t this what Zaun is like now?”

The Rat King pointed his cane in the direction of Zaun.

The little mouse nodded as if waking up from a dream.

Indeed, the various companies that have recently settled in Zaan are like dog urine moss after rain, slinking in and out along the walls.

The Rat King breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his child's performance out of the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, my child is much smarter than the one in Old Chen's family.

Turning his eyes away, the Rat King continued to explain.

“That’s what the women thought too.

So, ever since your godfather’s company was reported by Casimir Wine two years ago, a big fish like your godfather was not in her net, so she had no intention of catching him from the beginning.

All she wanted were the small fish and shrimps in the vortex behind the big fish's tail.

This is what's so scary about this woman. She knows how to control herself, how to stop in time, and her goals are clear.

That's why I said she was difficult.

Only those who know how to reel in the hook will not catch empty-handed. "

Having said this, the Rat King suddenly turned his head.

The little mouse's ears trembled in fear.

"My dear President Lin, your godfather has left such a huge fortune to you, you have to play it wisely.

There are countless people in this world who dream of becoming your godfather's family, but you are the only one who doesn't appreciate what you have.

In other words, your godfather is very magnanimous and open-minded, so he can give this thing to you to play with.

Gee tut.

Even I, as a father, can’t do this.”

Having said that, the Rat King turned his head with a smile.

The little mouse angrily increased the strength of his hands.

"Boom! Boom!"

A dull and intense sound like beating a drum was heard.

My goodness, these two hits almost broke the Rat King’s waist.

If the Rat King hadn't used his Originium skills in time, now it would be a true story of a loving father and a filial daughter.

"Hey, I say, murder your own father."

The Rat King cleared the sand behind him, turned around and glared at his daughter, who was not even as good as barbecued pork.

What is this for?

Giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork is better than giving birth to you!

"I wish I could murder you!"

The little mouse angrily hid aside on the sofa.

"What, what I said is wrong?"

The Rat King patted his waist.

"No, you are absolutely right!"

The little mouse straightened up, his eyes suddenly serious.

"So, in order to live up to my godfather's trust, I have to get back to work as soon as possible."

As the little mouse spoke, he stood up suddenly, walked to the door and took off his coat.

The speed was so fast that the Rat King was confused.

What's wrong with this kid? He's always so popular.

Watching Lin Yuxia put on her coat and open the door, the Rat King suddenly realized something was wrong!

Sure enough, the little mouse reached into his pocket, took out a blue object, and threw it at the Rat King!

Suddenly, the Rat King stretched out his hand and took it without using any Originium skills.

Haha, you want to plot against your father.

The Rat King sneered and looked at the thing in his hand.

Ok?

Something is wrong!

The thing in his hand was not the brick or bomb that Lao Haozi had imagined.

Instead, it was a thick stack of Longmen coins.

The Rat King was stunned. What did this mean?

The little mouse showed a sly smile on his face, as if he had stolen oil.

She cleared her throat.

Then, a scream.

"mom!!!"

Lin Yuxia's crisp voice is so sweet that it can give people diabetes.

"Dad hid his private money!!!"

Suddenly, the Rat King's eyes narrowed.

What the hell!

You, an unfilial daughter, actually plotted against your father!

However, before he could throw the Longmen coins in his hand away.

The bedroom door opened.

Hearing the begging for mercy coming from behind the door, the little mouse gave a huge smile.

"Wow! So cool!"

After drinking the ice-cold cola in the can in one gulp, Ifrit crumpled it into a ball and threw it outside.

A man and a wolf, the two of them leaned against the edge of Chernobog and the new city. Ifrit put her hands on the railing, and there was a small pile of Coke cans in front of her.

Hemer usually doesn't allow her to drink this kind of thing casually.

Leaning on the werewolf's chest, watching the setting sun about to fall into the horizon, Ifrit let the wind ruffle her hair.

Then she raised her head and looked at the big wolf.

"Thank you."

At this moment, Ifrit's voice no longer had the madness of the past, but instead became gentle and quiet, like a normal little girl.

The werewolf lowered his head and looked her in the eye.

Her golden bangs seem to hold the clouds in the sky, making people want to kiss them and taste the sunset.

At this moment, the werewolf saw his own reflection in Charmander's clear eyes.

"I know you're not my dad."

Charmander reached out and held onto the werewolf's paw, making soft noises as she lowered her head.

"I also know that you don't actually know me."

Lowering his head, Ifrit looked at the sunset.

Her voice was like a bottle of clear mineral water. At this moment, she no longer had the frenzy and restlessness of the past.

She didn't wait for the werewolf to respond, but just continued talking to herself.

“In fact, I know very well that I am who I am.

I’m a monster.”

Holding the pair of steel claws, Ifrit's voice was a little hesitant.

“But I don’t want to be a monster.

Monsters will hurt many people. I have burned Homer, burned White-faced Owl, and burned many people.

The bulging balloon in my head always explodes and makes me angry. I feel so hurt that sometimes I don't even know what's going on.

I know that getting angry and screaming won’t solve the problem, but I’m sad and in so much pain that I can’t help it.”

Ifrit is not Ceobe.

Although Ceobe had gone through a lot along the way, she had never suffered any intentional evil from others.

But Ifrit is different.

This innocent child has been corrupted too much by deliberately man-made evil.

Her understanding of the outside world may be only a few years that of an average person.

But her experiences have made her mind fully developed.

Although the price is a bit too high.

Charmander actually understands everything.

"I actually know that Hemer and Saria have been investigating the white coats, but they thought they had kept it a secret from me.

Humph, there is nothing Lord Ifrit doesn't know.

Hemer always liked to secretly message Saria at night.

I don’t know what they are talking about, but I know it’s about me.”

Supporting her little face, Ifrit had a shiny can pull ring on her finger, spinning it around on her slender finger.

Her body was so slender that the ring could only turn on her finger.

Warwick said nothing, but listened quietly.

"To be honest, when they first told me they had found a father for me, I was very happy."

Ifrit puffed out her cheeks.

“But after meeting you, I knew you were not my father.

Ah, I didn't say you were mean to me!

It's just that I feel like I have nothing to do with you.

Although the fat balloon in my body calmed down the moment it saw you, I knew that it was fear.

I could feel him trembling and afraid.”

Charmander reached out and held the werewolf's claws. Compared with the werewolf's huge steel claws, her little hands were a little too small.

It is so small that it looks like a clay toy.

"I am very grateful for taking me out to play, but you don't have to come to me in the future. Master Ifrit is very strong."

When Charmander said this, there was already a hint of trembling in his tone.

At first, she just wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But that afternoon, the werewolf took her around Zaun and showed her many things that Hemer had never shown her.

They were like an ordinary father and daughter, eating the same cone, drinking the same cup of milk tea, and watching the same sunset.

When was the last time she was this happy?

She remembered that it was when she was with Saria and Hemer.

But Ifrit is a good kid.

She won't want anything that doesn't belong to her.

"But luckily you're not my father."

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