Chapter 48
Candleman Festival (End)
Old Yu sighed with relief in his heart while observing the young mother’s every move from the corner of his eye.
He used ‘empathy’ and patience instead of aggression.
The young mother clenched her fists. Her joints turned white and her veins bulged, giving the illusion that she was crushing the candy.
She didn’t say anything, and Old Yu pretended to be patient by lighting a cigarette. It was just that he frequently glanced at his watch out of the corner of his eye.
The minute hand moved once. It was 8:54.
In order to hide his irritability and anxiety, he lit the cigarette in his mouth and the rising smoke hid his expression.
He wanted to say something else, but reason and emotional strategy told him to shut up.
Another minute passed and it was 8:55. The flames on the altar burned higher and higher, and Old Yu’s puffs of the cigarette were much faster.