The two sat face to face.
Jasmine Yale remained silent, and Sylvan Cheney naturally didn't have much to say either.
She slowly ate her meal, not looking at him across the table, yet she often felt two burning gazes whenever she bowed her head.
"I am going back to Cakago tomorrow." It took a long time before Jasmine Yale seemed to make up her mind.
The hand Sylvan Cheney used to hold his chopsticks paused for a moment, then he nodded, "Okay."
"You won't come to Cakago to find me anymore, will you?"
"Mm."
"My father and brother are dead, are we even now? Is the feud between the Cheney Family and the Ximenez Family over?"
"Mm."
"Do you feel a great sense of revenge? But I will not forgive you. I can't be like you, but when will this cycle of vengeance end? I won't take revenge on you, but I also won't have anything more to do with you. After all, no one can calmly face the person who killed their family members."
