"Jian Xi, come and have a look!"
At this moment, Rui Kun exclaimed suddenly.
Jian Xi's heart skipped a beat, fearing something happened to Nan Mufeng, and hurried over.
The scene had shifted, and there was no Nan Mufeng in the shot, just a young boy.
The boy was painting, with intense colors and an exaggerated brush style, which took Jian Xi by surprise: "Such a precocious boy! Who is he?"
"Prince Harry, Alisha's brother!" Rui Kun pointed at the screen, his lips twitching, "He-he-he..."
"What's wrong with him?" Jian Xi asked.
Rui Kun swallowed hard and finally spoke out: "Glass Man!"
"What?" Jian Xi was even more baffled.
"There's a disease called Glass Man. They are born with poor coagulation function, fragile skin, or brittle bones. They can't live like normal people; a simple bump could be life-threatening... Oh, I'm explaining it all wrong. But this is what it is!"
