Han Fei moved quickly, but the little girl's arm was still tainted with black mist. She watched as the black veins under her skin spread rapidly, the bewilderment in her eyes slowly dissipating.
"Let's start the sixth round of voting," the Magician said as he approached Han Fei and the girl. He naturally tried to take the girl's hand, but Han Fei slapped his hand away.
"Hypnotizing a child, do you have no shame?"
"I have never forced anyone to do anything. If you don't believe me, let her make the choice herself," the Magician said, touching the rag doll on his clothes. He spoke gently to the little girl, "Come here, I will protect you to the end. Children are the future, they are hope."
Two different emotions flickered in the little girl's eyes. On her left stood Han Fei, who had lost his facial features and looked terrifying; on her right stood the tall, handsome, and sunny Magician.
