Chapter 322 Conversation Between Mother And Son

• Back in Rome, the sun was beginning to set beyond the horizon.
• The tree branches swayed amongst the billowing winds as golden rays shone down the pond's surface. Occasionally, the wind would pick up in speed, causing the waters to refract the sun's luminous rays.
• Quietly, Xiaobao sat by the pool's edge with his small figure covered in the sun's golden glow. There was a fishing rod by his feet. Although its line had been cast, fish were yet to take the bait.