Years later, facing the Spirit Realm, Gao Tian would surely recall that distant morning when he was three, the morning Jiang Lu took him to experience the elegance of a king of soldiers.
Today was the most important day of Little Sky's life.
Not only had he mastered folding the blankets into neat squares after waking up, but he had also learned to report in before wetting the bed from his nap.
Still in a daze, he firmly believed that protecting Jiang Lu would be his lifelong creed.
Jiang Lu, brother, had indeed become his savior!
...
"What's wrong with you?"
The orphanage director knocked on the desk angrily and questioned Jiang Lu, "What kind of potion have you fed him? Do you know he's a three-year-old kid fussing for canned food?"
"He knows about canned food?" Jiang Lu exclaimed in surprise.
"Is that the point?!"