["What did Professor just say? This baby was created by whom?" A little boy asked a middle-aged lady who was holding a tiny black-haired baby.
The brownish eyes of the caramel-haired boy continued to pay attention to how the baby innocently blinked her blue eyes at the lady as if she was staring at the lady's face. The baby's eyes probably were not clear enough to see the lady's face since she was only born a few hours ago.
"Your question is a bit wrong, Kris. You shouldn't have asked this baby was created by whom. You should have asked the power of this baby was created by whom," the middle-aged lady corrected the boy's question, who was only 10 years old. The lady then continued, "I created this baby's power, Kris."]
Memories of his conversation with the certain lady seventeen years ago suddenly burst into Kris's mind. The burly man had wanted to knock on Kevin's door, but he failed for a moment as the memory suddenly resurfaced.