"I have always regarded you as a friend, Draco. I seem to have given you too much trust, Malfoy." The silver-black haired boy looked at the faintly panicked boy across from him.
"Cain..." The young man reached out and pulled the silver-black haired boy's sleeve, as if he wanted to save something.
The silver-black-haired boy shook his hand away fiercely, and his originally dark golden fox eyes were instantly turned cyan: "No need to say more, I understand, Malfoy," the boy turned and left, his cold voice echoing in the ancient and long corridor. "Call my subordinates and give orders in my name..."