The quick-witted among them immediately grasped what Kisha was trying to convey to the Evans, while the slower ones were still struggling to piece it together—like Vulture, who kept nudging Sparrow for answers.
"Dude, why did we just leave? Shouldn't Young Madam be happy about reuniting with her real family? And now that it's confirmed she's an Evans, doesn't that mean her union with our Master should be smooth sailing? Wasn't she originally promised to him as his bride? So why does the atmosphere feel so damn gloomy?"
Vulture's nonstop chatter made Sparrow's head spin.
"Shut up. Do you really think Young Madam doesn't hear your gossipy nonsense?" Sparrow shot Vulture a sharp glare, effectively silencing him. Only then did Vulture finally stop talking.
Just as the group settled into silence, Kisha suddenly came to a halt. Everyone instinctively stopped as well, tension thick in the air.
