Chapter 64: Funeral (II)
"...Tell me the truth." The lantern light flickered between us. The tension… was so thick I suppose you could cut it with a knife. "Were you in Qinghe Village today?"
I stayed quiet… My gaze lowered to the floor.
Nuo Lin jiejie had told me not to reveal my secrets. Not to reveal my identity and to trust people too easily.
Out of everyone in the temple… She was the one I trusted most.
The silence stretched.
Xiao Lu eventually sighed. "You know, in some cultures, silence also means yes. It would really be best if you tell me the truth."
I swallowed.
Then I forced myself to answer by looking him in the eye, hoping that this enough would convince him. "I was not at the village, sir."
The old monk stared at me for several seconds.
Searching my face.
Looking for something.
Eventually, he leaned back into his chair.
