"W-Who are you?!" After a long, deathly silence, a man plucked up the courage to point at Isaac and shouted.
Isaac‘s cold gaze swept across the crowd, but he quickly noticed a boy crouching in an unremarkable corner.
He looked to be no more than six or seven years old, and he was crouching alone under a large tree a few hundred yards away from the crowd.
Is that Bryan? The only grandson of Jeremiah...
Hearing the roar, Bryan also looked up and glanced toward Isaac on the stage. They also shared an additional relationship, that of an adopted father and son.
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