Gu Chil was deeply troubled. First, the boy had bolted from the tent screaming his lungs out, and now he was back, spouting even more nonsense.
“I’m going to Mount Wol.”
Gu Chil just stared at him.
“This may sound absurd, but hear me out.”
A part of Gu Chil was morbidly curious to hear just how absurd it would be. That curiosity was quickly overshadowed by the boy’s next words.
“I could have left without a word, but I came back to tell you
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