"What do you mean?"
However, Old Wen did not answer immediately this time.
He patted the television again. As the screen returned to static, the mercenaries, the Kuxia Family survivors, Kyle, and even Chen Ye's subordinates all showed confused expressions. Then, like puppets, they walked to a corner and squatted down.
After that, he walked over to pour himself a glass of water, drained it in one gulp, and only then spoke.
"This is a long story—but you've seen Trace before, so I won't repeat what you already know. Let's start with something else."
"When the Blood Moon first descended, more than ninety percent of the humans on this land died. He and I gathered the survivors and found this place, hoping to organize people to resist the Blood Moon... but we quickly realized that was impossible."
Chen Ye suddenly cut in.
"Prophet, you may not know because you've been gone for so long, but Paradise has amassed far more power than before. We have enough—"
However, Old Wen waved his hand.
"Don't forget, I'm also one of the heads of the Four Great Families. From the moment he returned, I understood everything...
"I also know how much Paradise has expanded over the years through the efforts of the Four Great Families... but you've misunderstood one thing."
"5"
"What... have I misunderstood?"
"To the Blood Moon, humanity was never its enemy—or rather, if it wanted to wipe out humanity, it would only take a few years of slow, methodical cleanup. Paradise would be no exception."
"What—"
Chen Ye was instantly rendered speechless.
Old Wen continued.
"To it, humans are merely toys and food—things that fill its stomach and entertain it. It would never regard us as opponents. Before the apocalypse, would humans consider domestic pigs mortal enemies? Obviously not."
"6"