�Correct.�
Cale did not care that Choi Han was staring at him. He stood up with the bread still in his hand. The chair was pushed back without making a noise on the carpet.
�Stand up.�
��Are we going somewhere?�
Cale checked his watch after watching Choi Han get up after him. It was long past evening and heading toward night. That place was one to shine even brighter as the night got deeper.
Cale walked toward the door and responded to Choi Han�s question.
�The Temple of the God of Death.�
Cale was planning on going with Choi Han to the brightest place at night, the Temple of the God of Death.
There was a special type of priest at the Temples of the God of Death that could not be found anywhere else on the continent.
The deaf official.
They could not hear anything you said to each other. That was why the believers of the God of Death looked for them. Although Cale was not a believer, he was planning on visiting them, like most nobles.
Cale turned around once he got to the door. Choi Han was still standing by the table. Cale started to smile.
�I plan on telling you two truths.�
Although he was smiling, the next thing out of his mouth was not light at all.
�With my life on the line.�
Choi Han�s pupils lightly shook. However, Cale still had a smile on his face as he turned back around.
�Follow me.�
Choi Han slowly moved away from the table and headed toward the door. His eyes had calmed back down, but his face was still stiff. Cale was turning the doorknob as he repeated himself once again.
�I will tell you the truth with my life on the line.�
Cale headed toward the Temple of the God of Death with Choi Han.
Nobody seemed to find it odd that Cale suddenly wanted to head out. Ron seemed to have gone somewhere as well, as he was nowhere to be found. The only question Hans had for Cale was about where Cale was going.
�Young master, where are you going?�
�Don�t worry about it.�
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