The two of them stood facing each other at the round table.
The young man wore a black noble's suit. He was tall and slender, and a silver coin used for divination hung on his chest.
In the dim candlelight, he gazed at the Rabbit Clan female before him and said in a gentle tone, "Actually... regarding the matter of the Divine Hall, I can understand your concerns."
Trust is the most difficult thing to build between people.
Especially since the two of them had never had any contact before.
It was only natural for the Rabbit Clan female to be on her guard.
The young man's tone was incredibly sincere. "Before you join the Divine Hall, I can first form a pact with you to show my good faith."
"...A pact?" Yu Zhizhi tried her best to control her gaze, but she couldn't help but steal a couple more glances at the black beast ears on the young man's head.
Her heart was beating a little fast—
'They look a lot like cat ears...'
'Is the temple messenger from the Cat Clan?'
