"The Mysterious Feather Great World had been cut off from the Star Sea for too long. Origin Crystals were probably rare here; most people used Spirit Stones instead."
Qin Hao had Spirit Stones on him, of course. He simply had not expected to use them again in the Star Sea. He shook his head.
After the Mysterious Feather Spirit Venerable's death, the Mysterious Feather Clan might have distanced itself from the Star Sea for its own protection. But that had also stunted the clan's growth.
Everything had its proper measure. Falling short of it or going beyond it was not necessarily a good thing.
The waiter took the Spirit Stones. With no desire to chat with Qin Hao, he was about to leave when, suddenly...
Crash!
A cup shattered with a sharp crack. In the middle of the Restaurant's first floor, a Burly Man surged to his feet. His eyes were bloodshot, and he reeked of wine. "Damn it! Why? The Great Elder is gone, and now the Second Elder's been imprisoned! They poured their hearts and souls into the Mysterious Feather Clan. What gives the Third Elder the right to take charge of the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall?"
At those words, the Restaurant's first floor fell so silent a crow or sparrow could have been heard. Many faces filled with panic, as though the man had kicked a hornet's nest.
"Watch your words! Watch your words!"
"The customer's drunk! He's drunk!"
The waiter beside Qin Hao looked stricken and hurriedly called out in a low voice.
"Drunk, my ass! I'm not drunk! I'm going to say it!"
The Burly Man's eyes remained bloodshot. "I just got word that our clanspeople are supposed to prepare for relocation..."
"Relocate where? Why should we?"
"We've lived in the Mysterious Feather Great World