It wasn't that the old man was making a fuss over nothing.
Although he could see demons and had always worked in a field related to them,
he was also fairly well-traveled and knowledgeable.
Strange things didn't usually surprise him.
But this was truly the first time he'd ever seen someone's eyes turn gold right before him.
Demon masters could see demons and had stronger spiritual power than ordinary people.
They weren't Supermen who could transform.
Even if it was only a change in eye color, he'd never even heard of such a thing.
"I saw it too," the man said in a low voice.
His normally stiff, almost expressionless face had cracked ever so slightly.
Compared to his senior brother, he felt the impact of those golden eyes more deeply.
Without meaning to, he let his gaze drift back toward them.
But the brilliance at their corners made him quickly look away again.
He raised a hand to wipe the moisture about to trickle down his cheek.
Those eyes... What was going on with them?
Why did he have this strange feeling that he mustn't offend their owner?
As though doing so would be a grave disrespect?
Huh?
The man tried to curl the corners of his mouth.
But he found that even such a simple movement was rather difficult for him just then.
He didn't know whether it was because he rarely smiled, or because of those strange golden eyes.
Xiao Xiao lifted the teacup before him. The tea was clear, its emerald color softened by the sunlight, and its gentle ripples shimmered with light.
The fragrance of the tea grew richer.
A faint smile appeared on Xiao Xiao's face.
He lowered his head and took a sip.
The warm liquid slid down his throat, leaving