"They seemed to know a lot about me too. They knew what I liked to eat, and every arrangement they made suited me perfectly."
"They kept stressing that only I could save their daughter. Even I didn't know my whip had Holy Light, yet they somehow seemed to know long beforehand."
Lawrence Winters almost started counting on her fingers. "And what's even stranger is, every time they appeared, I could see dark-golden dust, fine and thin, like the grains of sand on a white beach."
"But whenever I tried to take a closer look at that dust, it would vanish without a trace almost immediately."
The old Daoist was very interested in this phenomenon and questioned Lawrence Winters in great detail.
"The first time they saw you, they already felt very familiar with you?"
"Mm, that's right."
"And they were also very familiar with your tastes and preferences?"
"Yeah, and they were very respectful to me too."
"And they were sure that only you could save their daughter?"
