Although the little boy in the white hospital gown looked undeveloped, the boy in the black jacket who appeared before him had grown considerably.
His black jacket seemed to grow with his height.
In this scene, where faces remained unclear, Duan Chen heard and saw the boy in the black jacket sitting under a willow tree, idly playing with coins in his hand.
They looked like actual gold coins, but whether they were real or fake was unknown.
And the little boy in the white hospital gown, though his face was indistinguishable, Duan Chen could sense that he was watching the boy in the black jacket under the willow tree with a look of intense longing.
After a long while, the boy in the white hospital gown walked up to the boy in the black jacket sitting under the willow tree and asked cautiously, in a tone full of reverence.
"Can I... can I join your team?"
After saying this, he seemed to feel extremely frightened, and couldn't help but take a step back and lower his head, as if he felt unworthy.
Meanwhile, the boy in the black jacket, at this moment, without anyone knowing what had happened to him, spoke in a voice that was ethereal and indifferent.
He exuded an air of calm.
Hearing this, he lazily lifted his head and, with his pixelated face, asked the boy in the white hospital gown.
"Join my team?"
"Kid, you seem to know quite a bit."
This implied rejection.
Upon hearing this refusal, the boy in the white hospital gown's expression became extremely anxious. He couldn't help but step forward, tightly gripping the front of his clothes, and shouted.
"I can do it, I really can! I can do anything! As long as I can stay by your side... please... please!"
He fell to his knees with a thud. The boy in the black jacket, however, remained unmoved by his kneeling, and continued to toss the gold coins in his hand.
The golden coins flew up and down in the air, their faces alternating, and were then caught by the boy in the black jacket.
The boy in the black jacket seemed to smile playfully.
"How about this... let's play a very interesting game, shall we?"
The boy in the white hospital gown immediately nodded nervously.
He said loudly, "Yes, whatever it is! It's completely fine! I can definitely do it!"
"Let's play a... murder game..."
"See that orphanage? That's the orphanage that raised you. But you suffered so many grievances and heartaches here, and you felt immense anger.
"So you want revenge, you want to bring justice to this world. Then the question is, how do you plan to get revenge, and how will you eliminate these social parasites from this world?"
Even without being able to see the boy in the black jacket's face, Duan Chen could imagine that his expression must have been cold and wicked.
Hearing this, Duan Chen couldn't help but clench his fists.
What kind of person would do something so bizarre to a child?
The scene shifted, and a mist appeared before Duan Chen's eyes again.
When he could see clearly again, he noticed that the white hospital gown had turned red.
Drip, drip.
Pitter-patter.
"Do I... do I qualify to be your companion now? Please!"
It was still the same black jacket, but this time, there were many decorations added to the outside of the black jacket.
He was still lounging under a poplar tree.
However.
What he was flipping in his hand had changed from coins to a dagger.
The difference was, this dagger was also golden, as if cast from pure gold.
Hearing this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the boy in the black jacket's lips. He looked up and down at the boy in the white hospital gown, or rather, now in the red hospital gown.
"Welcome to the team..."
"From now on, you can call me Godfather, just like the others."
His physique was now as robust as a young man's.
But the boy in the white hospital gown was still the same little boy.
Further on...
Duan Chen saw the boy in the white hospital gown following behind the young man, step by step, growing up, his hands becoming stained with more and more blood.
They almost traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and other people appeared by their side, all sorts of people...
Duan Chen's eyebrows couldn't help but lower.
Because in the end, the boy in the white hospital gown grew up. Although his face was unclear, it could be analyzed that he was the magician outside.
And the other one, who Duan Chen's attention was most focused on.
The young man.
For some reason, Duan Chen found the young man's figure incredibly familiar, yet he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
Most importantly, many figures appeared around this young man, and among these figures, Duan Chen surprisingly felt that several of them were very familiar.
So familiar it was beyond hope.
Yet, he couldn't match them to the figures in his mind.
He searched back and forth through all the enemies he could think of who had opposed him, and couldn't fathom who could possibly overlap with these figures.
In the end, when he broke free from the magician's memory, his eyes were still somewhat dazed.
Duan Chen couldn't help but cast a very complex glance at the magician.
He couldn't help but look.
He had to admit that the magician's memory was truly perplexing, while also feeling a hint of chilling dread upon further thought.
And he also learned from the magician's vision that the hat was the first gift given to him by the person the magician had always admired and who was now present.
However...
Duan Chen was not a fool.
Godfather, this title, was not the first time he had heard it from the magician's lips.
The magician had called him Godfather before.
Is there a possibility...
Duan Chen's imagination was still not vast enough.
What he was thinking was, could there be a possibility that he had an inseparable connection with the man who considered the magician his godson?
Could it be that... that man was his father?