Leonard Churchill encountered an acquaintance a hundred years ago, an incident so absurd yet plausible that he couldn't calm his thoughts for a long time.
"Can you believe that a person hasn't changed at all in a hundred years?"
"What's with this Elder Clinton exactly?"
Leonard felt this was even harder to understand than traversing through time and space.
Vera Williams, standing beside him, followed his gaze as he stopped in his tracks and looked ahead.
Poker Divination Shop?
It turned out to be a respectable establishment after all.
Vera casually asked, "Mr. Leonard Churchill, are you interested in divination?"
Leonard wasn't exactly interested in divination, but he didn't know how to express that; he could only casually say, "You could say that."
Upon hearing his response, Vera blinked in confusion.
Could such a wise man as Mr. Leonard Churchill actually believe in this?
