William entered the hut.
Moses was sitting on the executive chair, the black kitten lying next to him. He blankly looked at the door, but his gaze was not on William as his mind stayed in a faraway land.
William picked up a stool and sat down in front of the table. He waved his hands in front of Moses' eyes.
Moses glanced at William, and artificially smiled. "What's up? Why are you here?"
"Huh?" William was puzzled. He felt that there was something wrong in Moses' word. Why did they sound coquettish?
But he did not take it too seriously and pointed to the walls around him. With a puzzled expression on his face, he asked. "What's the matter? Isn't the fortune-telling hut open? How do you earn a living?"
Moses had promised to stay in the City of Dawn if it would not be overrun by the enemies.
Moses blinked, but his face remained unchanged. He recalled something and snorted. "It's boring here. I'll go out for a while in the coming future."
