Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 1247

Despite his inner monologue, Luke remained composed, saying, "If there are no objections, then you shall proceed."

Everyone knew he had never cared about trivial things like team divisions. With Benjamin's approval, did it mean he could assign all the dangerous missions to Shannon from now on?

Although she wasn't the fighting type, with Benjamin around, Luke could at least be sure that no one in her team would be in danger. That way, he might not need to get out in the field.

At that thought, his eyes lit with excitement as he prided himself on this brilliant idea. However, when Benjamin cast him a deep gaze, he quickly dismissed his idea.

A sudden jolt ran through his mind. Forget it—Benjamin couldn't be allowed to take any more damage.

Meanwhile, Shannon was unaware of Luke's "blasphemous" thought. Once she confirmed they could team up, she left the city with Benjamin and headed toward the Unmelting Bone's location.

…

On the weekend, in Arenvale, the Central Square was filled with children running and laughing. Not far away, the youngsters were playing music loudly and dancing to their heart's content.

The brightly dressed young boys and girls were already immune to these sounds. In groups of two or three, they gathered, holding coffee or snacks, laughing and chatting as they passed.

At the center of the square was a large fountain, where many parents, with their children in tow, sat on the stone benches by the pool, casually scrolling through their phones.

Among the crowd, there was one man who seemed out of place. He wasn't fiddling with his phone; instead, he sat upright, his posture rigid.

His gaze shifted from the laughing children in the square to the lively dancers, and then to the men and women walking by. Gradually, a faint light flickered in those originally emotionless, dark eyes.

The world seemed… different from how he had always known it. It became so… lively. Or was that the right word?

He didn't quite know how to describe it, nor did he remember who he was or what the world used to look like.