Wu Tu stood at the entrance of the monastery and rang the bell.

The same old woman, dressed in the same gray robe, came out and asked Wutu what was wrong.

Fortunately, the little guy realized that without a member of the Winston family to guide him, he couldn't enter the monastery.

So Wu Tu forged a fake letter of recommendation and even imprinted the family crest on the cover of the letter.

In his memory, this was always the procedure for their family's confidential correspondence.

So now, Wutu has no choice but to take a gamble.

He handed the letter to the nun, explaining that he had come to periodically check on the monastery's management of the children.

The old woman examined the traces of the family crest carefully and actually believed it.

Because the little guy got that family crest from Winston when he was twenty.

The Winston family would indeed send people to check on things from time to time.

Seeing that the old woman believed him, Wu Tu silently encouraged himself in his heart.

Then he put on a stern face, trying his best to adopt the indifferent and aloof demeanor that his family members showed to strangers.

The crow could not learn the antisocial personality of his family.

But imitating a member of the Winston family was something that the Ulva was all too good at.

After the little guy followed the nanny into the room, he secretly looked left and right, trying to find a familiar figure.

However, the little guy searched the whole place but couldn't find Winston anywhere.

Where is he? Isn't Winston here?

A hint of anxiety crept into the little guy's eyes.

Just when he thought Winston wasn't there, he suddenly heard someone ringing a bell inside the monastery.

Several sturdy old women rushed over upon hearing the noise.

Wu Tu followed her in and saw a scene that would terrify any normal person.

In the corner of this classroom, an empty semicircle has appeared.

In the center of the circle, there was a boy who didn't look very old, punching the person beneath him repeatedly.

It was no longer possible to tell who the person beneath her was.

Because his face had been completely smashed beyond recognition by the boy.

The black cat was startled by the scene.

But after he came to his senses, he began to feel that the boy's back looked somewhat familiar.

Wu Tu wanted to go over, but was stopped by the old woman:

"Be careful, that's not a child, that's a monster."

The older woman warned Wu Tu, then led her men forward and, taking advantage of the boy's inattention, suddenly put the rough hemp rope around the boy's neck.

The boy immediately turned around to retaliate, but the old woman tightened the rope around his neck.

The feeling of suffocation prevented him from attacking those around him.

The old woman didn't stop. She pulled hard on the rope until the boy's struggles lessened and he looked like he was about to faint and collapse from exhaustion. Only then did they dare to loosen the rope and walk up to the boy.

Wu Tu felt extremely uncomfortable, and his stomach churned.

He pursed his lips.

He was just a visitor and had no right to interfere with their teaching methods.

Moreover, for the nannies, this was the safest and most secure method. Although it was extremely cruel, they were risking their lives to guard these terrifying, dangerous, flammable, and explosive materials.

but……

However, this method is even worse than training a dog.

Too cruel.

Before she knew it, Wu Tu's fingernails had dug into her palm.

Whether Winston is here or not, Ulva feels sorrow for these children at this moment.

He watched as the nannies carried the boy away like a dead pig without ever seeing the boy's face.

But just as the boy passed by Wu Tu, Wu Tu stopped the old woman.

Ignoring the old woman's advice, he approached the blood-covered boy, squatted down, and brushed away the golden hair that was stuck to the boy's face.

He stared at that face, stunned.

Although the changes are significant, their eyes remain completely the same.

It really was Aiden, the childhood of the shrewd and resourceful Mr. Winston...

The little guy instinctively tried to wipe the blood off tiny Aiden's face.

Unexpectedly, Aiden had already slowly recovered and opened his eyes.

Those cold blue eyes had pupils that bulged out in a diamond shape, looking very much like the pupils of some wild beast.

It is a lone wolf that fights fiercely on the grassland.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the black rabbit as his prey.

Aiden stared blankly at the black rabbit for only three seconds before biting down on its hand.

It's hard to say what he's thinking.

For the first time, Wu Tu couldn't understand Aiden's thoughts.

But it's true that he's wild and untamed, and his temper is ridiculously bad.

Only now did Wu Tu realize that the young Aiden was completely different from the older Winston.

At this moment, Aiden is the most authentic monster, untouched by power and time, and unaware of how to disguise himself.

Caught off guard, Wu Tu didn't have time to react, and in those few seconds, the little guy's hand was already bleeding.

Then, the old woman acted swiftly, striking Aiden's mouth with a cane, forcing him to release his grip.

But when Wutu saw Aiden injured, she disregarded her own wounds and instinctively tried to shield him.

The old woman said coldly, "Please don't treat them like ordinary children! Didn't you see how badly he beat the other person?"

Wu Tu couldn't help but say, "That's because the method of education is wrong; he's not a bad child!"

But the old woman wouldn't listen to him and still dragged Aiden to solitary confinement.

It was less a form of confinement and more a form of torture.

This is a solitary confinement cell found only in prisons. It can only accommodate one person to lie down, with no room to even turn over. Apart from the ventilation holes, everything else is completely sealed off. There are no windows, and once the door is closed, it is pitch black, and hearing and sight are completely disabled.

Locking someone up like that for a few days is enough to drive them crazy.

But here, it's common for troublemakers to be locked up.

They watched as Aiden was dragged into the solitary confinement room.

The black ox could no longer tolerate it.

He solemnly approached the bishop and said to him:

"I want to join a monastery. I can work as a cook or do odd jobs, I am well-versed in the Bible, and I can also be a teacher for children. I have a lot of athletic skills and knowledge."

The bishop stared at the black cat for a long time, seemingly doubting its identity.

But upon seeing this, Wu Tu merely frowned slightly before resuming her acting, her face hardening as she spoke to the bishop:

"What? Are you doubting my identity?"

Wu Tu revealed the family crest on his clothes:

"I am under Ms. Helena's command. If you have any doubts, you can try asking Ms. Helena."

The bishop immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Helena is the craziest lunatic in the Winston family.

The bishop knew of Helena's existence, but he couldn't afford to offend her.

Therefore, the bishop could only give Wutu the roles of teacher and cook.

The little guy can finally settle down.

But he didn't relax at all. Instead, when no one was looking, he quickly stole a few loaves of bread from the kitchen and sneakily delivered them to Aiden.

Wu Tu also carefully observed everyone's attitude towards Aiden.

They all seemed to treat Aiden with the same indifference.

But if Aiden makes a mistake like he did today, he will be punished the most severely.

This reveals that even though all the children are highly intelligent and prone to causing trouble, these people always feel biased, believing that only Aiden is an outcast among them.

Aiden is the one who was born bad, the odd one out among odd ones.

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