It was like an oat he silently swore to himself.
He could never work for a cruel family that wouldn't think twice about having his head.
"I thought as much... But the mana around you while you were outside was too dense... Which is strange for someone who has yet to refine their core."
Kim continued his walk through the corridors, stopping in front of a room door.
'He's not hiding his thoughts... He's definitely not afraid of me in any way.'
His casual reply made Kieran sure Kim wasn't a simple person.
He looked unbothered, totally unfazed—a confidence that could only come from true strength.
But Kieran wasn't worried about that; rather, his question was:
'How does he want to know if I had a hand in what happened?'
He simply had to wait and see, because from the looks of things, Jacob looked to have no idea either.
As for Kim? He didn't seem like he was going to say anything again.
As they stepped into the room, there was a young woman behind a classy front desk.
