Chapter 1185: Deception
Apple Island, midnight.
Nine Frost, Chen Ying, Adept Horse, and Harvest Song emerged from a pickup truck at an empty clearing. The ground was all brown mud and short weeds. The white moon above looked upon the world in its lonesome. No colors remained. Everything became monochrome.
Yet a blurry red light nestled in the depth of the Apple Island—an eerie old chair surrounded by hovering red vertical eyes of different sizes. The eyeballs darted around incessantly, as if worried about missing anything.
They recognized it at first glance. That was the throne of Greed they were looking for.
As they approached, Chen Ying and Nine Frost scanned the area with their Talents, looking for ambush and traps. And Adept Horse observed the battlefield with Feng Shui.
“Something’s wrong,” he concluded soon.
“How so?” Nine Frost asked in a low voice.
Adept Horse frowned. “It’s too empty.”
“Obviously,” Harvest Song commented.
“I don’t mean the space,” Adept Horse explained. “But the fact that this clearing does not gather energy nor luck, it does not have any special features. It’s like punching a cotton ball.”
“Maybe...explain it to the plebeians?” Chen Ying said.