Doomed.
This word appeared inexplicably in Kane's mind, radiating its light in the middle, reminding Kane.
He was now thinking in his head about how to deal with Kreya's father.
Kreya's mother was already so difficult to deal with, who knows what her father would be like.
Watching Kane's contemplative demeanor, Kreya slowly moved closer.
"It's okay, Kane, my father is easy to talk to."
However, in response to Kreya's comfort, Kane just smiled and nodded.
Every daughter might feel that their father is easier to talk to than their mother.
But Kane didn't necessarily think so.
Shaking off the wild thoughts in his head, Kane took a deep breath to calm his mood.
There's no point in thinking about these things now; better to clear up his state and present a correct attitude.
Staying calm is the most important.
Just like that, they slowly reached the doors leading to the hall.
Beside the gates, there were two centaurs in heavy armor holding weapons and guarding both sides.
