As Herald head inside this small humble house, A figure of a man can be seen sitting on the sofa. "Hello, Herald. Happy birthday" It was Ian who greeted him. With a frown on his face, Herald was confused about how on earth Ian knew what his birthday is. Let alone him go in a place that is almost isolated like this. 'How' He said but then you can’t hear any single sound coming out from his mouth. "Herald you shouldn’t welcome him with that kind of face, he brought so many foods for the kids to eat. Mr. Ian said that you are a good friend, is it true?" Ian heads towards the direction of Herald and puts his arm on Herald's shoulder.
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