Chapter 383: Incorrigible

The bamboo basket under the bamboo bed was squeezed by the dog, bumping around and making rustling noises unique to the friction and collision of bamboo strips.

Lin Suqing had checked the unconscious young boy over and over again. He was just an ordinary boy, except this "ordinary" was not what it seemed. Born at the vital point of a Formation, this meant he was not ordinary at all.