"Daddy! Daddy! What are you looking at?"
"Daddy, Daddy! It's raining outside!"
"Daddy! I'm hungry."
The voice of a child echoed throughout Lu Zhiyu's house.
Tatata!
Rapid footsteps were heard, as the child ran up and down the stairs without the slightest break. The child had short, blond hair, which was quite messy and shorn to the ears. Because the child was so young, it was impossible to discern its gender with just a quick glance. If judging by the hairstyle alone, one would assume that the child had fairly delicate and feminine-like features.
The footsteps pattered to the study. After coming inside the room, the child jumped at Lu Zhiyu's legs. Lu Zhiyu was sprawled over his desk, looking over complicated diagrams that were filled with maps and strange symbols.