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Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalmers were not the talkative types. Throughout the meal, the two ate in unusual silence, with only the soft flow of piano music audible within the restaurant.
Night views, flowers, cake, music.
An ordinary person would likely immerse themselves in such a romantic atmosphere.
But Scarlett didn’t think much about it, nor did she dare to.
Ever since she began dabbling in metaphysics, the world looked different in her eyes.
For instance, the thousands of glittering lights of the city before her now—those dazzling night views—but above those lights, she could see hues floating, sometimes gray, sometimes colorful.
It was the aura of this city.
The desires, wealth, beliefs, and fortune of the people living in this city brought this aura to life. When similar fortunes converged, corresponding colors would gather above their environment.
For example, Scarlett had once seen golden light floating over where the bigshots were gathered in North City.
These colors, to some extent, represented the city’s fortune.
Another example was the brilliant golden glow surrounding Samuel Chalmers in front of her now.
Scarlett’s gaze fell on Samuel for quite some time before she suddenly spoke softly,
"Samuel, I never asked—why did you shield me from the lightning that day?"
She thought that even if she had really been struck, she could have withstood it with the protective magical artifact she carried.
She thought she could handle it.
Even if she couldn’t, that would have been her fate.
She never expected anyone to take the hit for her.
But he stepped out suddenly without a moment’s hesitation and shielded her.
Saying she wasn’t moved would be a lie.
In that moment, Scarlett truly felt fear.
She feared she had harmed him.
Because she had told him he was surrounded by golden light.
He was protected by golden light, invincible to ghosts and evil, under the protection of the Heavenly Dao.
He was the most extraordinary existence she had ever seen.
And perhaps, Samuel believed her words.
That’s why he thought that even if struck by Fire Thunder, he would remain unharmed.
That’s why he thought he could protect her.
They say heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. It’s not only because such secrets shouldn’t be casually exposed, but also because when a person knows too much about their own fate, they may subconsciously make different choices at critical moments in the future.
For example, if someone knows they’re destined to live until sixty, they might believe they can’t die before then and therefore recklessly engage in dangerous activities.
Just like how Samuel chose to save her.
She thought she’d made a mistake.
Perhaps the complexity in Scarlett’s gaze was too deep, as Samuel didn’t immediately answer her question. Instead, he stared at her for a long time before finally speaking in a calm voice,
"I don’t know. It was just instinct."
That nonchalant response carried little emotion, but it stirred ripples deep within Scarlett’s heart.
She lowered her head and couldn’t help but smile.
Scarlett had considered all the possible answers he might give—whether he wanted to protect her or thought he himself would remain unharmed. Either way, it was the result of a karmic tie she had created with him.
Telling him about the golden light led to that moment’s outcome.
Since there was cause and effect, she had to take responsibility for his future.
The approach of distancing herself from someone after realizing she had meddled in their fate, hoping everything could return to normal, didn’t exist in Scarlett’s view.
To distance oneself while wishfully expecting things to revert was an irresponsible act.
If she had already interfered, then she must see it through to the end.
Samuel’s answer wasn’t what she had imagined.
Yet it strangely erased the trace of regret that had lingered in her heart over the past few days.
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