The Silence Beneath the Night
"Wait… I think I understand. But also don't."
Leon stared at him expressionlessly.
For a brief second, the only sound between them was the soft crunch of dry leaves beneath their footsteps as the cold wind drifted through the dark forest.
Then—
A faint twitch appeared at the corner of Leon's eye.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a headache coming.
"Sigh…"
Leon rubbed his forehead helplessly.
This child truly had no future.
Maybe he should speak with Harrier Taylor someday.
Otherwise, the Taylor family's future might genuinely become tragic if Harry continued growing like this.
Leon glanced sideways at the black-haired youth walking beside him. Harry looked excited, energetic, and absurdly proud of himself despite understanding less than half of what had just happened earlier.
His talent wasn't terrible.
But his brain…
Leon suddenly understood why Harrier Taylor always looked exhausted whenever his son was mentioned.
