Chapter 425 Child Abuse

• At this very moment, in a remote mountain village, a dirty child could be seen squatting in a thatched hut with a blackened face. He was in the midst of fanning a fire and preparing dinner. The kid's name was Tim.
• His beautiful ebony eyes lacked the child-like innocence a kid should have and in its place was a look of tenacity uncharacteristic of someone his age.
• This was a child who was forced to take on the responsibility of caring for his family too early.