Chapter 153 - 147 Return 2
Not far from Coastal City lies Pingsong City, which is also a municipal city in the vast Coastal Province. Compared to the hustle and bustle of Coastal City, this place is just an ordinary municipal city within Coastal Province. In contrast, Pingsong’s buildings are mostly older, but there are many high-rises, and the entire city is permeated with a faint sense of sedimentation. It’s as if it’s the twilight after a period of glory.
"Pingsong used to be the number one industrial city in the entire Coastal Province. Unfortunately, now that the policies above have changed, this place isn’t paid the same attention to as it was before."
In the high-floor restaurant of a building, an elderly man with a full head of white short hair held a coffee, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, sighed. The coffee in his hand was still steaming hot. He was dressed in a neatly-tailored white suit, his face and beard groomed meticulously, giving him an exceedingly strict appearance.
Inside the whole restaurant, with its soothing music and soft yellow lighting, every row of seats was empty. Only the table next to where the old man stood was occupied by another elderly man with white hair. The seated elder wore a black Tang suit embroidered with a black dragon pattern. At the same time, a brown cane leaned against his chair.
"Why should you, my elder brother, worry about such ordinary matters?" the seated old man said indifferently. "After all, our Wu Family doesn’t rely on these superficial things."
"This world is full of countless strange and talented people. Although our Wu Family is honored as one of the five major Dream Eater families, if we don’t act humbly and cautiously, the Flying Swallow Clan will become our example from the past."
"You’re overthinking it, brother. Yan Shi, head of the Flying Swallow Clan, was stubborn and arrogant, attempting to dominate the whole Inner World of Hua Nation and even Asia with his own strength. That’s why he met with everyone’s backlash. Besides, our Wu Family is not mixing in the same pond as those Psychic circles. When the sky falls, we have the Divine Artifact to support us. What is there to worry about?" The elder in the Tang suit picked up his coffee and took a determined sip.
"I know that most in the Dream Eater circle share your thoughts these days, brother. Everyone thinks that if the sky falls, we have the Divine Artifact to support us. We just need to adhere to the agreement with the Psychics. But some things, just because we can’t see them, doesn’t mean they won’t happen." The standing elder sighed, "Recently, the Red Boots in Southwest Province have suddenly gone quiet, the Dragon Eye in nearby Coastal City has disappeared, and Manov from Jiangning City has been assassinated, among a spate of events. I always have an uneasy feeling about these things."
"You worry too much, brother. Aren’t there always Dream Eaters dying or getting injured in fights every year? The constant emergence of new faces, old ones retiring, isn’t it the same as before? What’s there to worry about?"
"That’s true, but though we Dream Eaters have a great advantage over Psychics of the same level, we still fall short of Top Level Combat Power. If anything were to happen with the Divine Artifacts..."
"Brother, you always worry too much. The situation with Dragon Eye will be handled by the folks in Sri Lanka. And Red Boots, they were simply left unchecked before. This time we have not returned to the country for such trivial matters."