Inside the carriage, Qin Ran sat facing Sheriff John.
Qin Ran had his eyes closed in thought.
John, meanwhile, kept looking Qin Ran up and down with curiosity.
"Am I really that interesting?"
Qin Ran took a deep breath and opened his eyes helplessly.
With Qin Ran's perception, being scrutinized at such close range, even with his eyes closed, was no different from having a red-hot piece of iron waved in front of his face.
It was both conspicuous and searing.
Had it been anyone else, Qin Ran could have used other means to teach them some manners.
But John?
He was one of Qin Ran's friends among the natives.
Qin Ran clearly couldn't do that to him.
He had always been tolerant of his friends.
"Yes."
"This is my first time seeing a 'Child of God'... Sorry."
The sheriff first nodded, then gave him an apologetic smile.
Even though he had already encountered the mystery side, which ordinary people knew nothing about, seeing Qin Ran purge the plague with a wave of his hand had still shocked John beyond measure.
His worldview, only just shattered, had been shattered again.
Had his profession not given John such a strong mind, he probably would have broken down long ago.
Still, even if he hadn't broken down, his curiosity was inevitable.
"How did you do it?"
John couldn't help asking.
"It's complicated."
That was Qin Ran's answer.
He couldn't tell John any more.
Even if John was his friend.
Clearly, John respected Qin Ran's decision. He shrugged and changed the subject.
"So, this trip to Wayne Manor?"
John watched Qin Ran intently.
John was willing to respect Qin Ran's decisions, but the sheriff also hoped Qin Ran would respect his profession and refrain from doing anything that would put him in a