The sun shone brilliantly beneath a cloudless sky as blue as the sea,
The near-noon sunlight carried a translucent quality, illuminating the wind and birds sweeping over the forested outskirts,
Though it was already the bitter cold of January, it did not diminish the beauty of the scene. Instead, the chill in the air made its clarity stand out even more.
Night Bureau, Participant Restaurant,
Built on a separate platform on the second floor of the residential area, closer to the dome above, it was positioned perfectly for sunlight to stream brilliantly through the glass,
With carpets, coffee tables, and high-end sofas throughout, it resembled the lounge area of some upscale café,
And within this picture,
Three figures were sprawled across the sofas, clearly having just gotten up: the Young Master, Spellcaster, and Uncle, basking in the sun and enjoying breakfast,
All three looked utterly lazy. Without anyone saying a word, one could guess they had probably gone out partying somewhere again last night.
"The women on that yacht last night were really enthusiastic."
See? Exactly.
Leaning back on the sofa with his limbs spread out, Spellcaster sighed sentimentally. Uncle beside him, in the exact same posture, nodded slightly in agreement.
"That spa or whatever was pretty good too. An old man with an unreliable body like mine needs that kind of maintenance."
An unreliable body?
No, was it really okay for him to say something like that?
Thinking of the figure from his memories, Qing Feng in hand and unstoppable wherever his blade reached, Spellcaster simply could not connect him with the phrase "unreliable body."
He silently broke into a cold sweat over Uncle's words for a second, but recalling last night's East River yacht party,
Spellcaster also sighed with pride, unable to help himself.
"Ever since I finished