The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Wu Tu didn't speak, but Ross could feel as if he had received a cold tear on the back of his hand.

His palm was also touched by something soft and cool.

Ross suddenly realized what he had done and immediately let go.

But the black rabbit's mind wasn't on that; he didn't sense Ross's unease. He asked:

"And what about Richard?"

Ross said, "I'm sorry, I'm not entirely sure either. Richard should be cooperating with the rest of Winston's confidants right now, but instead he wants to seize all the power for himself..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with him."

After hearing this, the little guy stopped asking questions. He walked out of the hospital, looked up at the sun outside, and realized that he was cold all over and his hands were shaking.

Ross was right beside him, and at that moment he spoke:

"Your shoes."

Following Ross's gaze, Wu Tu realized that the shoes he had hastily chosen were completely ill-fitting, and his heels were already chafed raw.

However, he, who is usually very sensitive and picky about shoes, only noticed the abnormality and sting when Ross pointed it out to him.

Ross didn't speak, and silently knelt before him, helping him take off his shoes. Holding Wu Tu's shoes in one hand, he turned around, squatted slightly, and faced away from Wu Tu:

"Come on, I'll carry you across."

Crow lay on Ross, and for some reason, he finally felt a sense of security.

He asked Ross, "Did you come all this way just to see me?"

Ross did not deny it: "Yes."

"Every time you're in trouble, I actually hope that I'm the first person to rush to your side."

Ulu didn't speak; he buried his head in Ross's back, seemingly resting.

After Ross helped him into his car, Wu Tu suddenly asked Ross:

"May I see the Queen?"

Ross turned his head and looked at Wu Tu with surprise.

However, he wouldn't ask Wutu for the reasons or justifications.

He would do anything for Wutu if she wanted to:

"If you want to."

Wu Tu said, "That's good. But I look like this... wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

The little guy was used to changing clothes in front of his family, but when Ross saw Wu Tu casually unzip her skirt, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, his gaze seemed to be burned, and he immediately turned his head away.

Unaware of Ross's emotions, Wu Tu put his original clothes back on, removed his makeup, tied his long hair into a ponytail, and transformed into a radiant figure.

Ross seemed to have already guessed what the Black Rabbit was going to do.

In his eyes, Wutu was never that fragile, easily broken child who would just sit and wait to die.

The black cat is always resilient and determined, and he has shed his past and grown up.

In Ross's memory, no matter what setbacks he encountered, Wu Tu would always set off again for the sake of the people who were important to him and for his ideals.

In his eyes, Wu Tu was even like a savior, a Mary who delivers all living beings; his pure soul was always redeeming everyone...

Ross thought to himself, "No one can dislike a black rabbit," so he said it too:

"Don't be nervous, the Queen will definitely like you too."

"Logically speaking, the Queen is also your relative, so she should like a child like you."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tu finally smiled.

The little guy successfully passed the application and arrived at the Queen's office.

Wu Tu was initially a little nervous, but when he saw the Queen's icy blue eyes, he inexplicably relaxed.

The little one, thinking of his father, spoke firmly to the Queen:

"Good day, Your Majesty. I would like to speak with you about the current situation of the Winston family."

"Your Majesty, I wish to gain your support."

"Since the conflict within the Winston family cannot be resolved, and as long as there are interests involved, there will be dangers, and my family will continue to fight each other... In that case, please support me as the head of the family."

"I will be like my father, like the head of the family, to become the new center, the new leader of the dragons."

Her Majesty the Queen did not seem surprised when she heard the purpose of Wu Tu's visit.

She said softly:

"You are Winston's favorite child, and you are the same with me. I will treat you as my own child."

"If you wish to inherit your father's title, wealth, and honor, I can grant you all of those... but not the position of head of the family."

"The head of a family doesn't necessarily need to be powerful, nor can he be distinguished by ruthless methods. The head of a family is a leader, just like me, the leader of a pack of wolves."

"Child, what proof do you have that you can become a leader?"

The black rabbit fell silent.

But after a few seconds of silence, he stood up.

"I have the blood of the Winston family flowing through my veins. I am half of my father, his bones and blood. I have the same genes as him and the qualities that every Winston can have—leadership."

"But I don't know how to express it to you... If you don't mind, would you like to see a performance?"

This is the only medium through which the little guy can fully express himself.

Perhaps, as Winston said before, each member of their family only reveals their uniqueness in areas that interest them.

So, having no other choice, Wu Tu could only express himself in this way, trying to prove with his determination on the ice and the efforts he put into figure skating that he was worthy of being a member of Winston, and that he could shine as brightly as he does now, no matter what field he is in.

The Queen agreed.

So, disregarding the wound on her hind foot, Wu Tu put on her ice skates without hesitation and went to the Queen's private ice rink.

To be honest, this was Wu Tu's first time performing figure skating in this kind of exhibition style.

Before this, he had only participated in competitions.

He has been invited to some ice shows, but because the little guy is not short of money, and because performing in public would affect the entire Winston family, he has never participated in such figure skating performances.

But at this moment, Wu Tu showed no sign of panic.

Even if the audience he was facing consisted of extremely demanding and picky nobles.

Even if Wu Tu breaks his leg from jumping, he must still impress the Queen.

The little guy raised his hand and opened his eyes without hesitation.

Under the light, the golden eyes appeared once again.

The mixed-race tyrant on the ice possesses the indomitable spirit that has made China proud for thousands of years, as well as the pride of royalty who has experienced both glory and decline.

In fact, tracing Wutu's bloodline, he, possessing the bloodlines of two royal families, is the one with the true bloodline and is truly suitable to be the sole heir to the royal family!

At this moment, Wu Tu was dressed in black. He was noble and sharp, like a sword that pierced into everyone's vision. It was as if his figure left an indelible mark on everyone.

When the tyrant gallops across the ice, everyone must bow down and submit!

After the performance, Wu Tu stopped skating and slowly looked at the Queen sitting on the outer edge of the ice rink.

As he drew closer, the Queen's voice became clearer: