|| Chapter 318 || Pursuing The Journey
The man's eyes drilled into the soaked head of silvery white. The oils made the strands slick, clinging to each other in thick strands. He saw the faint trembled of the fragile curve of the youth's shoulder before it completely stilled like nothing had happened. As their souls were linked, so were their hearts. Thus, it wasn't difficult to guess the emotions chaotically running within Moulin's chest. Anything that should displease the youth must be dealt with, and anything that should trigger fear in him must be destroyed. And so, what was the reason for this brief sense of dread?
Noticing that the man behind him had stopped moving, Moulin anxiously turned his head to glance at Hadrian, with deep eyes connecting their gaze. Moulin faltered. The secrets he kept would forever be exposed, vulnerable to these man's heavy gaze. Moulin lowered his eyes as a sigh escaped his lips.
"I found something..." He started.