"In the future, I'll definitely become a legendary hero who saves the Human Race, just like Uncle Yu!"
The City Lord's Residence!
Flowers bloomed beneath the trees!
A boy who looked only seven or eight, but had exceptionally fine features, clenched his fists and waved them in the air with adolescent bravado as he shouted.
As his words fell, Zhao Zicheng appeared silently behind him and slapped the back of his head.
"For someone to become a hero, the Human Race first has to be in dire straits."
"Is that what you want to see?"
Zhao Zicheng spoke calmly.
The boy clutched his head in pain. "I'm just preparing for the worst!!!"
"Heh..."
"With me around, the Human Race has nothing to worry about anymore. Understand?"
Zhao Zicheng chuckled and raised his head slightly, his voice a little hoarse, his eyes filled with the weariness of experience.
Though he was already middle-aged, his sharply defined features still showed how handsome he had been in his youth.
"..."
"Then why isn't your name up on the wall at Second High School!"
"You were obviously just coasting."
The boy curled his lip and muttered.
Zhao Zicheng's expression visibly stiffened.
"I'm the City Lord!"
"The City Lord, understand?"
"If I went around publicizing my achievements, people would only think I was abusing my authority and bringing shame on the Ink Pavilion!"
Zhao Zicheng spoke through gritted teeth.
"Besides, I was very strong back then!"
"Wherever A Tai and I stood, we were the sturdiest city wall in the world!"
"Especially A Tai..."
Halfway through, Zhao Zicheng's voice unconsciously grew a little quieter. In the end, he lost all desire to boast and merely sighed, waving a hand.
The boy seemed to sense the change in his father's mood. He said nothing more and