"Why did you fold four paper cranes?"
Seeing Feng Yuan fold four paper cranes, Qi Chen asked curiously. At the Wind Festival, most people typically only offered one paper crane. What was Feng Yuan planning to do?
"For those who couldn't make it, and those who will never come."
As Feng Yuan gathered the paper cranes, Agunas looked at him with some confusion and asked:
"Just these few?"
"In this world, there aren't many people I know."
With doubt in his expression, Agunas watched Feng Yuan write names on the paper cranes. Seeing names like Istafer and Amitis, Agunas couldn't help but ask:
"You haven't even met them, right? Why write their names? Especially Amitis…"
"As a tribute. Something wrong with that?"
Feng Yuan shot a glance at Agunas and responded. Veronia asked curiously:
"But isn't Amitis…"
"Let's go; the wind seems ready."
