The two kept bickering as they moved to the door unconsciously.
When they realized a shadow fell over them, they looked up and met a pair of cold, hawk-like eyes.
Amidst the sapphire pupils was a sliver of silver, a face of extreme coldness and wickedness appeared before them, looking down at the two little girls, taking measured steps inside.
The white suit he wore betrayed no warmth, his entire presence exuded an indescribable mysterious aura.
"Which one is the person I need?"
The mysterious man entered the room, and immediately someone brought him a sofa to sit down, he crossed his legs, idly tapping his fingers, watching as the two little girls rushed to stand in front.
So young, yet so daring, not even afraid at a time like this.
