Chapter 61

Xue stared at Zasiok on the bed, his expression contemplative and dark. The marble in his hand glowed brilliantly as it hovered above his palm that was stretched towards Zasiok.  

"We really are the same." Zasiok said weakly, and it was only for Xue to hear. 

"What?" Xue frowned. 

"Other than the colour of our hair and eyes," Zasiok coughed. "We look exactly the same." 

"..."

"And we like the same woman."

"...?!"

Zasiok slowly turned to look at Cecil, who was standing beside Hana and his parents. Cecil was staring blankly into space, earning a few concerned glances from Hana.

"...a smile really suits her better." Zasiok mumbled softly. "Why does she look like that?"

"I...like her?" Xue furrowed his eyebrows, the marble slowly losing its glow. "What kind of like are you talking about?"

"Exactly like what I said," Zasiok frowned this time. "Cecil Lan, a woman that I like."