Tony hugged his cat and crouched in the corner of the hospital room.
The big boy opened his mouth wide, trying to use a fierce expression to scare away every adult present.
Drool, tears, and snot intertwined into a sticky mess on his chin; his fierceness did not instill fear but rather appeared comical.
Yet within the comedy lay a profound helplessness.
Watching the face on the screen, with features all twisted together, Gu Weijing sighed.
He remembered when Mr. Tree Sloth read "The Little Prince" to him, and had once mentioned.
In the past, Old Europe trained successors, teaching them how to display the so-called "elite aristocratic demeanor."
An essential practice tip was not to show emotions like anger, fear, or fierceness on one's face.
Those who could maintain an air of lethargic indifference toward everything seemed more unfathomable than those with pockets jingling with gold coins.
