Beryl had always felt that Marcellus's aura was so powerful that it was frightening. She had always been curious about what made this man have such a strong presence just by standing there.
Now she knew that when he grew up in front of such an elder, if he didn't have a strong aura, he would have been suppressed and couldn't live anymore.
This was a kind of character that had been cultivated since he was a child, and it was rooted in his bones.
She suddenly felt sorry for him. She had never heard him talk about his family. The only time she saw him was when he locked himself up in the room to drink last time.
She still remembered the pain clearly, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she was even more shocked.
Beryl felt as if her neck had been frozen. Just breathing alone would put her under immense pressure.
However, under such circumstances, she took a deep breath and stood firmly in front of him.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, she raised her head and looked into the old man's eyes. She said word by word, " Sir. Perkins, I'm just an ordinary college student. Let alone you can find me, even my classmates, teachers, and friends can find me as long as they want. I don't have other things, but I still have the courage to meet people. So, no matter when you want to meet me, I won't avoid you."
Her voice was neither loud nor soft, and her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing. However, in everyone's eyes, it was like a bell ringing in their ears. It rose and fell layer by layer, shocking their hearts.
No one had ever stood in front of him to protect him.
For a moment, Marcellus was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. He just stared blankly at the girl's slender back. How could such a thin person dare to...
Evidently, Sir. Perkins had not expected Beryl to suddenly step forward.
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