Inside the castle of Red Tide Territory, Louis was crouched among a group of children, with a smile in his eyes, patiently giving guidance.
The rehearsal for the Spring Festival was entering the final stages.
And this play was one he personally wrote: "Great Lord Louis's Strategy to Crush the Evil Snow Vow".
"Come on! Carl, the next move needs to be more impressive, you are the protagonist of this play, the guardian of Red Tide Territory!"
"Yes!" The little boy puffed out his chest and tried his best to look imposing.
His cheeks were rosy from the cold, but his seriousness was utterly adorable.
A few children assigned to play the "Evil Snow Vowers" hung their heads, quietly complaining: "Ugh... I'm not really bad."
Louis chuckled and patted their heads, "Being the villain is very important, without you, how could the hero be so amazing?"
The other ordinary-looking children nearby were rehearsing as "flowers and trees".
