Some people were very wealthy, yet they still could not integrate into the Federation's capitalist society, especially its upper echelons.
Take Drag Mr., for example. He had once been a high-ranking official in Nagaril, and he was now a member of the Federation and very wealthy.
However, the circles of mainstream society's upper class had never opened their doors to him. The things that had once existed within him and still lingered now were what kept him from entering.
He could not do it, nor could his sons. People would not easily trust him. But his grandson could.
That was also what his family was working on—having his sons pursue the daughters of the Federation's major capitalists. As long as they could marry into those families, many of the chains binding Drag Mr. would be removed.
His invitation to this Live Broadcast was proof of that. No one would refuse someone actively trying to integrate into mainstream society! When Lin Qi mentioned his grandson, he smiled happily. That was the achievement he was proudest of.
After some modest and cautious talk about the future, the two naturally began discussing the High Priest.
"He's in excellent health now. I thought he'd die soon, but his good health is rather surprising!"
Drag Mr. sighed somewhat when they brought up the High Priest. "When his son died, I thought he wouldn't be able to hold on. I never expected him to pull through. Perhaps that's fate!"
If he knew that the High Priest had been the one who ordered his son's death, he would not have thought that way.
The older people became, the more they liked discussing things—or people—from the past.
Some called it nostalgia, but in truth, it was merely a sign that they were gradually being left behind by the