As they navigated through the streets that had now become somewhat crowded, Ravian quietly waited for Adrian to answer.
With the smell of oil and burning coal permeating the air, the buzz of the crowd around nearby food stalls made the surroundings feel incredibly lively.
'That merchant hadn't seemed like a bad person.'
He had seen a lot of bad people visit the Graveshroud mansion; most of them were nobles. It was easy to identify them by their behavior. They would be rude, disrespectful, and would have a habit of raising their voice every other second during a conversation.
That merchant, on the other hand, was calm, respectful, and spoke with courtesy even though the two of them were children.
But that was not to say that the crowd of people or the ones leading them were bad people. Sure, they had shouted at him and made angry faces, but that was because Ravian had intentionally tried to provoke them.
