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.
Waves.
Feng Yun spoke, "Good evening, Young Master." her smile made Yang Dao smile as well. Though his eyes were still dazed. Feng Yun knew he was still not fully awake. She held him by his shoulders and made him sit on the couch as she sat beside him. Yang Dao leaned onto her fair arm.
He spoke in a low voice, "Sister Yun, you make good food."
Feng Yun smiled brightly. Laohu Bai on the side took out her phone and started to record this moment. Feng Yun was wearing a white gown with diagonal red streaks on it. Her eyes had red makeup smeared on them just like how Yang Dao did last time. Ruby earrings and a solitaire ruby necklace. Her smile overshadowed all those ornaments. She replied in a soft voice, "Thank You, Young Master. I can cook for you daily."
Yang Dao said, "No, I will get fat. Don't you spoil me, Sister Yun." his eyes were half-closed. The exhaustion of the training was hard for him to shake off, after all, he was a kid.