"I apologize for my lack of hospitality. I was not expecting some…guests to show up. Please, make yourself at home in my house."
The servant of god told Cane and Ai as soon as they entered his private chambers.
The door behind them clicked shut on its own, the sound sharper than it should have been. Cane glanced back, but no one was there to close it.
The place they had entered looked like a 5-star hotel reception with a lot of decorations and items that looked like they costed a ton. They were laid around artistically to the point where it seemed hard for one to even move because there was danger of damaging the items.
A faint shimmer hung in the air above certain objects, almost like a warning barrier. Cane felt as if touching the wrong item might trigger something he did not want to know about.
Cane, who had grown up in a moderately wealthy environment, felt awkward and did his best to avoid touching anything unnecessary,
