"Big Brother."
"second brother."
In the dead of night, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong met up.
Both of them wore grave expressions, clearly burdened with worries.
"You had the dream too?"
Seeing his younger brother's dark, gloomy, suspicious expression, Yin Jiao froze for a moment before asking.
Yin Hong nodded. "Big Brother, I dreamed that Wu Geng surpassed the two of us and inherited the Position of Human Sovereign. And... he wouldn't even grant me a fief! That's outrageous."
Yin Jiao frowned. "We brothers had the same dream. I also dreamed that Wu Geng became the Human Sovereign, and then... he had both of us killed."
Silence.
In the dim surroundings, there was a deathly silence.
After a long while, Yin Hong began to panic. "Then what do we do, Big Brother?! If Wu Geng inherits the throne, neither of us will end well!"
Yin Hong had never had much interest in the Position of Human Sovereign.
He had only wanted to wait until Father King retired to the Human Sovereign Hall, then for his eldest brother to ascend as the new Human Sovereign and grant him a fertile territory. Becoming a feudal lord would have been wonderful enough.
But in the dream, Wu Geng had not only refused to grant him a fief, he had even killed him. How could Yin Hong possibly sit still after that?
Yin Hong grasped at straws. "How about... telling Father King?"
Yin Jiao shook his head. "Those earlier dreams may have been hints for us. In the Prehistoric World, minor trends can be changed, but major trends cannot be reversed. Yet we are merely mortals, and changing even minor trends is incredibly difficult.
If minor trends cannot be changed, then perhaps everything we are doing now has already been arranged by Destiny."
"Then