"Heavenly Devour..."
Fang Yue withdrew his gaze.
He headed to Qiu Dug's office and knocked on the door.
"The door's unlocked. Come in."
Fang Yue pushed the door open. Qiu Dug leaned back in his office chair, a thick stack of documents covering his desk.
Qiu Dug rubbed his brow and complained irritably, "You're here... President Qian really is something. He took off so quickly and left me with all this to deal with."
Fang Yue shrugged. Back when United Association was based in Qingshui District, Qiu Dug had been second-in-command. Naturally, President Qian left things to him whenever he had business to attend to.
Qiu Dug stood up, took a bottle of red wine from a cabinet, opened it, poured two glasses, and handed one to Fang Yue. Then he went to the enormous floor-to-ceiling window and looked down.
Holding his glass, Fang Yue joined him and looked out over Jianghai City at night.
Neon lights and bustling traffic stretched as far as the eye could see.
This was the most prosperous city in Huaguo. If the game's Qing Kingdom were compared to Huaguo, this place would be its capital—Qing Du!
"Take a good look. Tomorrow, you might not be able to see it anymore. Maybe you'll never see it again."
Qiu Dug's words carried a deeper meaning.
Fang Yue frowned slightly. "That's bleak. What exactly will happen after [Heavenly Devour]? Has the United Association known all along?"
Qiu Dug glanced at Fang Yue, hesitated, then asked, "Do you really want to know?"
"I do!"
Fang Yue looked Qiu Dug in the eyes, his expression serious.
Qiu Dug fell silent for a moment, then sighed.
"This information was originally supposed to be announced only at the last moment. Even in the United Association, people in positions as low as