𝐸𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦

As the wind blew through Wangshu inn, Xiao made out a small figure walking towards the inn, eyes of distrust and hurt, almost about to pour. Paimon floating next to him with a worried expression. The winds carried secrets and tales, the breeze picked up. The two who were walking then turned into dust.