Chapter 124

The man who had once aimed a gun at his own head was walking through memories of a past life he had long forgotten.

As a boy, Yuan had always hated the winter hunting tournaments. He disliked how the ducal estate became crowded with people and how the festive atmosphere filled the air with noisy excitement.

“Jeremy! That’s mine!”

Walking through the garden, Yuan frowned at the sound. He turned his head to see a little girl chasing after her older brother.

The girl had sunlight-blonde hair braided into two neat plaits that made her look like a rabbit with drooping ears. Her pink dress, tied with a large ribbon and flowing down to her ankles, suited her surprisingly well.

“Serret Inohater, wasn’t it…”

Yuan murmured, gazing absentmindedly at the girl’s back as she ran off.

She’d grown taller since last year, and the thought made him chuckle quietly. She…