A golden light descended onto the orphanage playground. Within it was a majestic golden dragon, with Zhang Yuanqing standing on its back.
He leaped down from the dragon's back, swept his gaze around, then turned toward the classroom.
The classroom door stood open. Demon Eye Heavenly King stood alone inside, his back somewhat forlorn.
Half an hour earlier, after having breakfast with the Saints accompanying Return of the Dead, he had suddenly received a message from Demon Eye Heavenly King asking to meet in person, along with an address.
Zhang Yuanqing had thought, What a coincidence. I was just about to find you, and you delivered yourself right to my door.
So he used the Teleportation Jade Talisman to return to the country, then rode the divine dragon here.
Starlight was suited for short distances. For long journeys, he still had to ride a dragon.
Entering the classroom, Zhang Yuanqing's solemn gaze swept across the small body bags one by one before settling on Demon Eye Heavenly King.
He did not ask anything, because he could sense Demon Eye's current emotions. They were like profound darkness, like frozen ice. Beneath the darkness lay ultimate sorrow, and beneath the ice surged intense hatred.
After about four or five minutes, Demon Eye Heavenly King suddenly pointed to the child on the far left and said:
"His name was Xiao Dong. He was eleven. His parents abandoned him outside the city government building. His dream was to become a great philanthropist, open a hundred orphanages, and give all the children abandoned by their parents a place to shelter from the wind and rain."
He pointed at the child beside him. "Her name was Yang Cui. She was nine. Her parents died in a car accident, and she had no immediate family, so she