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.
Convincing.
Yang Dao did not take the initiative to attack and neither did the earth Lord, Jeager. The old man stood calmly with his palms spread in front of his body, his legs spread apart. It looked like the stance of the sumo wrestlers.
The Dao child on the other hand stood in a standard boxing stance. His gaze was locked with Jeager but it revealed no emotions or his intention by waiting for so long. It has been ten minutes since the duel had begun but they had not moved at all. It was as if they had been frozen in time.
Suddenly the eyes of the old man flickered. He had decided to attack first. There were two reasons behind this. One, he was old and his body could not bear the pressure of the stance for prolonged durations. Two, his state of mind has long been disturbed by Yang Dao. Whether it was his words or his deeds. The way Yang Dao dealt with things, his unique perspective has already disturbed the calm inside his mind.