Garen slowly stood up, to turn around and stare at Elielan, who was in a purple shirt.
The two of them stood against each other and didn’t say a word.
Garen quietly stared at Elielan, who was in front of him.
He was a young and elegant person. It was not just his shirt that was purple in color, even his pupils were dyed in dark purple, and he seemed to be carrying a slight smile on his face all the time. He stood at the entrance and gently closed the door as he stared calmly at Garen.
"Why the expression? Why do you look so serious?"
He gently and calmly asked.
Garen squinted his eyes and didn’t say a word.
Elielan walked towards Garen and sat beside Jessica.
"Perhaps you have some misunderstanding about me? Although I don’t know how I have wronged you, I apologize for my wrong doing."
He took out a pair of purple spectacles from his shirt’s front pocket and as usual, he had a calm smile on his face.
Garen was emotionless.
"I want to know…"
