Daniel looked at her, and for some reason, he thought of Kelly.
Compared with Natasha, Kelly had seemed ordinary and plain.
She was like an innocent, bright-eyed young girl. She looked fragile, yet her heart was firmer than anyone's.
Toward everything in this world, she carried a childlike curiosity and imagination.
But Natasha?
She was like someone who had already walked through frost and hardship for far too long. The sharpness about her had long since been worn smooth, turning into steadiness and restraint.
Daniel had seen far too many powerful people.
On the contrary, someone like Kelly was what truly made him feel she was extraordinary.
An ordinary person, relying on nothing but a mortal heart, had built a foundation that even gods did not dare look down upon.
That was not something just anyone could do.
Whoosh—!
Natasha sensed Daniel's aura and flew over at once.
"Your Excellency, you're back!"
Her face was filled with shock.
