Chapter 321: In the Darkness Beneath the Lamp
I stayed behind on the duel platform for a moment, watching the people scatter in groups of twos and threes.
“......”
Night was falling.
It didn’t seem like the duels would resume after dinner. I stepped down from the platform, hands behind my back, and strolled slowly toward the group I had in mind from the beginning—the White-Robed Scholar’s lot.
Their voices were quiet, but the tone made it clear they were arguing.
“Why do you call that bastard a comrade?”
“What kind of question is that?”
“Just for a moment—”
Their conversation cut off abruptly, probably because someone had noticed me walking by.
I could feel their eyes from the White-Robed Scholar’s group, but I didn’t bother to turn my head. A tense silence hung in the air. Eventually, I looked over, annoyed—and saw them all glaring at me as I passed.
I said to the White-Robed Scholar,
“Wuje, enjoy your dinner.”