He even began to anticipate, anticipating whether the little rascal in front of him would show any bit of change by tomorrow.
He even started to wonder whether every passing day he would grow a little taller, every passing day he would become a little sturdier.
It's just a pity that he was unfortunately so late in his life for so many years.
Over here, Lucas felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at by Ronald Loman and instinctively reached out to touch the water gun, lowering his head to play with it.
This scene was seen by Ronald Loman, who flashed a light smile and said warmly, "Like guns?"
"Yeah, I like them."
"Want to see real guns? And tanks? Cannons?"
With Ronald Loman's words, Lucas's eyes visibly brightened, as if his soul was hooked, nodding vigorously.
Ronald Loman chuckled softly, reaching out to give Lucas a heavy pat on the shoulder: "You've got the demeanor of your forefather from back in the day! When you get better, I'll take you to see real guns and bullets!"
