Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  “Ah ah ah, let go of me. There are so many people here!” Little Seven was lifted up by the collar by an old man with a white beard, with both arms flailing in the air.

  “You’ve gotten real bold after our many years apart. You actually dared to leave the school.” The elderly man’s voice sounded younger than he appeared.

  “Let go of me, let go!” Little Seven couldn’t beat him, and could only glare at him with grief...