A few days later, in a secret room in Sky City, Zion.
Most people had already learned about the situation at the Red Moon Holy Temple, and for a time, the whole of society was abuzz.
Almost every discussion revolved around the Red Moon Holy Temple and the Black Tide.
The Black Tide had not ended.
But it now appeared only at the Red Moon Holy Temple.
Would the other city-states relax their defenses against the next Black Tide because of this?
Of course not. Not just for the next one-for the next several years, perhaps even decades, Zion probably would not abandon its armed preparations against the Black Tide.
The world was not that wonderful. If they let down their defenses, a single Black Tide would spell utter disaster.
The other two city-states thought much the same way.
So in reality, operations in the other three major city-states had barely changed. Only the Red Moon Holy Temple had made some changes.
"Relaxed immigration policies? Access to Level 1 Forbidden Arts? Warlock education for everyone?"
Ai Li leafed through the little booklet brought over from Li Wen, looking astonished.
"What is the Red Moon Holy Temple trying to do?"
Li Wen and Xu Le were also in the room. Their reunion was no longer as emotional as the last one; they had all become calmer. Li Wen spoke first.
"This Black Tide clearly hurt the Red Moon Holy Temple. They must be feeling the pressure, so they relaxed their policies."
Then both of them turned their eyes to Xu Le.
Xu Le did not keep them guessing. With his channel through Chi Xiao, he understood the Red Moon Holy Temple's current situation better than anyone here.
"Uncle Li's explanation was a little broad, but overall, there's nothing wrong with it.