Chapter 27: Murim
“Want to know?”
At Seojun’s question, Churyeong stared at him with her lips tightly pressed together.
The corner of his mouth curved upward.
“It’s nothing special. Just felt a bit sorry. In a way, you could say our paths were meant to cross.”
Everything had been by chance, their first meeting, the incident, gaining power, and now their reunion.
Seojun did not believe in fate, but he knew how to cherish the connections that formed.
And once formed, whatever kind of connection it was, could not be undone.
“Nothing special?”
“...That’s right.”
Churyeong, slumped weakly, gave a faint smile. It was the first smile Seojun had seen from her.
Then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke as if reciting a poem.