The sun rose, and a new day began. Rui Ka got up early, but his anger still had not subsided.
Yesterday, while searching for the High Priest outside, he unexpectedly heard someone say they had seen him. He had assumed the High Priest would appear on the streets or in a park disguised as a vagrant.
But the person who had seen the High Priest said they had spotted him in a shopping mall in downtown Bu Peien City, where he had even bought quite a few things.
After a brief denial, Rui Ka instantly flew into a rage!
He realized that he might have been deceived.
That had to be it. How could that damned old man possibly have no money? With the fortune he possessed in Nagaril, even if he only took out a portion to satisfy the appetites of the people from United Development Company, what remained would still have been enough for him to live a luxurious life in the Federation! He had been deceived—by someone who had claimed to be his father for more than twenty years. That man had never intended to let him inherit any property! After searching all day without finding anything, he had come back and gone to bed early.
He had not drunk, smoked, watched television dramas, engaged in promiscuity, or abused anyone. So that he would have more time today to search for the old bastard, he had probably gone to bed earlier—and gotten up earlier—than ever before in his life.
He made himself something to eat. It tasted a little strange, as if it had gone slightly bad.
But it did not matter. As a member of the Nagaril People, eating food that had just spoiled was practically an innate skill. His sense of taste could instinctively ignore