Chapter 244 – Legends and Myths (II)

Chapter 244

Legends and Myths (II)

It truly was true that though the history may not repeat itself, it will rhyme.

We weren’t being rushed out into the middle of the night through some underground tunnel, but we may as well have been. Luckily, though, it looked like the kids expected it and merely shrugged it away as just one of those things that are ‘normal’.

As they all dispersed, I actually held back the ever-elusive Rayce, as the vague relationship would no longer hold water.

“I’ll follow,” he said as soon as everyone left.

“Are you sure?”

“Hm,” he nodded. “There is nothing here for me.”

“Wasn’t there someone who was to take you in?”

“…”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“It’s alright,” he smiled somewhat bitterly. “Even if they did want to, I’d have chosen this, regardless. If you’ll have me, of course. I understand that I can’t be your disciple and that I may never measure up to your Disciples, but… I’m not entirely useless, I believe.” Oh, what a severe understatement that was.

I couldn’t quite pin Rayce’s personality, not yet, anyway. Dai Xiu was the chipper, loud (sometimes obnoxiously so) sort; Xi Zhao was a mellowed-out version of that with a lot of that classic teenage aloofness tossed in there; Wan Lan was a ‘measured’ sort who bore herself rather averagely only to entirely lose her mind while fighting; and Light… well, Light was her own little thing, sort of like Long Tao.

Rayce?

I mean, all I got is that he’s the silent, unsuspecting, so-easy-to-miss-you-think-he’s-a-ghost sort.

“We haven’t really talked, have we?” I said. “Sit. I’ll make us some tea.”

“No, let me–“

“–it’s fine,” I chuckled as I stood up and started preparing. “I’m assuming you’ve gotten a rather skewed idea of me based on how the kids treat me, no?”

“…” ugh. At least deny it a little.

“But, believe it or not, I’m not made of paper.”

“I know that,” he said. “You are a great man, Master Lu. How much your Disciples care for you simply proves that further.” Haah.

I like compliments as much as the next guy, but I’m realizing a lot of them are coming off the back of me doing something kind of… normal? I mean, helping people in a disaster is, like, a quintessential part of being human. To me it is, at least.

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Rather than skipping steps with Qi (well, outside of quickly starting the fire…), I poured water into a bowl and let it slowly boil as I mixed a few tea leaves into a bowl.

“Thank you,” I said. “I couldn’t have done nearly as much without your help.”