It was ten in the evening, the perfect hour for supper.When Kaze and Buffy arrived at the Highland Lamb House, it had already been reserved entirely for their gathering.The usually bustling hall was silent, with only Jude seated at a central table. In front of him, a copper pot steamed away. There were plates of thinly sliced lambs on the table, arranged meticulously. Jude picked up a slice with his chopsticks and dipped it into the broth.His movements were slow and deliberate. Besides, he looked calm and seemed to be enjoying himself. It was a stark contrast to the anxious demeanor he had shown back in the hospital.Beside him sat a man who looked like a figure out of legend, with a long robe, a goatee, and an air of serene detachment. He, too, took his time with the food, seeming to savor each moment like a wandering sage.Buffy clearly recognized this man and was surprised to see him there. After a brief pause, she regained her composure and approached the man with a res
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