"Roxanne?" Grey said as he looked at the petite figure with striking red hair and robes. Her expression was one of innocence but deep in her eyes, Grey could see some mischievousness.
The petite figure before him lifted her head at the sound, her scarlet hair spilling down her shoulders like molten flame. The crimson robe wrapped around her small frame fluttered slightly as if stirred by an invisible breeze.
The petite looking girl did not seem to understand his words at the moment, but after several seconds she started to nod enthusiastically like she understood.
The moment Grey saw this, a faint smile crept up to the side of his lips. His hard and cold gaze softened a little as he gazed at the little girl with red hair.
Her expression was one of confusion, but under Grey's soft gaze, her face slowly turned into that of a blush.
