Young Tyrant (4,000 Words)

The old security guard told the story in a deliberately even tone.

He seemed to be deliberately stripping away his emotions, so that his account would be more objective.

But for some reason, when he reached the part about the second time he had seen the "Tyrant," the story still made everyone's hearts tremble faintly. Number Eight turned toward Lu Xin in disbelief, only to find that Lu Xin had also silently lowered his head.

The old security guard's account made the events seem familiar.

But Lu Xin truly couldn't remember them anymore. These events, along with the following three years, were all blank.

The occasional fragments that surfaced were extremely chaotic.

"Even now, I can't describe the shock I felt when I heard those words."

The old security guard remained silent for a long while before slowly continuing. "I suddenly realized that I couldn't bring myself to attack him."

"Not because the person before me was the 'Tyrant,' who could easily destroy a three-story orphanage and the security measures personally designed by the director, but because the person before me was merely a suffering, somewhat helpless child..."

"Back then, I made a decision I would never regret for the rest of my life."

"I didn't immediately report your appearance and your current condition to the director. Otherwise, he might have returned at once."

"I merely brought you back, and tried to..."

After a pause, he finally said with some difficulty, "Tried to personally provide you with psychological counseling."

It was easy to hear the embarrassment in his voice.

He didn't seem to regret bringing back the "Tyrant," but even now, whenever he recalled how he had tried to counsel the "Tyrant" psychologically with the limited ability he had possessed at the time, he felt that he had