Moonlight Tavern... On the top floor...
Kent and Lucy sat on one side of the large table, and Fatty Ben sat opposite them. The entire table is filled with delicious food items, and most of them are empty as they reached the climax of their meal.
Evening Guardian sun is fading on the distant horizon, casting serene light rays over a glass window. Those reflected rays were falling on Lucy's face, glowing her skin in golden red color.
"Young Master Kent, you said you were not going to the Autumn Wind sect. If you don't mind, can you tell me where you are going next?" Fatty Ben, who is trying his best to get on Kent's good side, asked while pouring more soup into his bowl.
"Why? You want to follow me there?" Kent asked with a dismissive look.
