Wang Yue shook his head helplessly. Xia He had awakened her ability and could even use it a little, but she was still a child, curious about everything.
Still, he could only blame himself. He had protected Xia He too well, leaving her somewhat naive.
Wang Yue felt as though he'd failed at raising her. He couldn't decide what to do next to help Xia He grow up.
It wasn't until after midnight, when all the children in the orphanage had fallen asleep, that the hour came when, according to legend, ghosts wandered about.
Just then, Zhang Chulan's eyes suddenly flew open. He sat up and looked around. How could he not realize he was in an orphanage?
Even if he couldn't make out everything, he could still see the three bright characters for "orphanage" on the notice board by the wall, illuminated by the moonlight.
Zhang Xilin hadn't expected Zhang Chulan to be sent to an orphanage right after he died. He cursed under his breath, "That little punk actually sent Chulan to an orphanage. Looks like I didn't beat him hard enough back then."
He was deeply relieved that, thanks to Wang Yue, he could still stay by Chulan's side in another way. Otherwise, how pitiful would his grandson have been?
"So you didn't find out about this place and arrange for Zhang Chulan to be sent here?"
Wang Yue's voice suddenly reached Zhang Chulan's ears, while the other children continued sleeping soundly, seemingly unable to hear it at all.
Zhang Xilin was startled. He quickly looked toward Wang Yue and said in astonishment, "It's you! What are you doing here?"
Wang Yue raised an eyebrow and said with a faintly amused smile, "So you saw through my illusion after all."
Zhang Xilin froze for a moment. He'd