Brushing Someone Off

Following Wu, Kieran reached the corridor connecting the inn and the living room behind it.

Wu stood under the only lamp. The dark red carpet was emanating a soft tender feeling under the dim light.

"Your cape is nice. The crow feathers are very dazzling," Wu said slow.y

"It's a mantle."

Kieran frowned as he corrected Wu.

"Mantle? A mantle without a hood? It's really something special, just like how I met you here… 2567, do you believe in destiny?"

Wu's rough and low voice sounded got even slower, it seemed like she was reminiscing.

Kieran's furrowed brows got tighter.

He clearly felt Wu purposely said that to draw out the word "destiny".

Destiny?

Kieran didn't believe in it, just like he never believed life was fair for everyone.

It may be cruel but it was reality.

However, Kieran didn't like to discuss these matters with a stranger, nor did he want to fall into Wu's tempo.