Wilfred stared at Adam for a long time, getting an equally threatening look in return.
Wilfred was hardly an enemy to Adam, but if he wasn't an enemy, that didn't mean he was a friend. Adam was experienced enough to realize that simple truth.
Wilfred lit the next cigarette, smoked it completely, and looked away with a thoughtful look. It was evident that it helped him calm down and gather his thoughts.
"Fine, you are right, human lives are not the only thing we Black Swan care about. However, our and especially my reasons are none of your business, right?" Wilfred uttered, slowly shifting his gaze from the night sky to Adam.
Ada gulped.
Even though Wilfred didn't let out his aura and seemed no different from a normal person, Adam felt a strange pressure. It definitely wasn't an ability or an aura, he was sure of that.
