Chapter 554 Are You Hoping for a Little Divine Intervention?

Lucas let out a soft laugh, then flipped the question on me. "Do you think Buddha actually grants wishes?" I shot him a look, "So, you were asking Buddha for a personal favor?" He gave a slight shake of his head, his face all cool detachment, "Nah, I was just asking for... well..." He trailed off, then gave me a sidelong glance and a faint smile, "What about you? What did you ask for?" I spun on my heel and left the hushed serenity of the prayer hall, my steps slow and easy down the corridor. In Mandala, the air was always thick with mountain mist and the buzz of life. The buildings? They were made of solid timber and stone that felt just right under my feet. Walking here felt like the mountains were calling me to close my eyes and take it all in. "Hope the living are kicking and the dead are at peace," I said softly, standing in the cool, dappled shadows of the trees, craning my neck to catch a glimpse of the sun peeking through the leaves. He came to a halt behind me, and it too