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.
Duel With The King.
Yang Dao nodded as he heard the name. Feng Yun behind him had eyes brimming with loath and disgust. She controlled her facial expressions, but her eyes, Yang Dao could read them like an open book. He did not say anything. After all, the flame originated from her, and when she saw these people, only looking at the domineering side of the flames This irked her to a new high.
The reason why she did not say anything or express her ideas was that she was following her master to this place. A subordinate's behavior is often used to judge their higher-up. She did not want to be the stain on Yang Dao's image at any cost and thus she tolerated all this with an expressionless face.
The Dao Child also did not say anything to her. Everyone had their perception. He decided to talk to her about this later when he was done with his first task. Dawn led the two people inside the palace building.