The Urban Dao Child.
Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Be The Wind.
Inside the bunker, some tables were placed. On the tables lied, some bags and jumpsuits. Victor smiled and said, "You guys, select whatever suits you like." then walked aside.
Everyone chose a suit, but Yang Dao was still standing aside. His eyes skimming through the tables, searching for a suit that he liked. Then he said, "Well, Looks like will have to make sister Yun spend money again." although the mumble was low everyone behind him still caught wind of it. They all smiled and shook heads.
They thought it was because of the quality of these suits. But the thing that he disliked was the designs. So, he fished out one randomly, put it over his uniform. Victor nodded and said, "Let's go, you guys will now take your parachutes and gauges." as he pointed at another table with 50 parachute bags lined up on it.