Bab 977: Squalor

It was just a hazy figure of a man but those hunched shoulders, lowered head and that air of exhaustion that was coming through without any facial features whatsoever were oh-so-familiar to him.

It was so unexpected in fact that Jin Wang's heart skipped a beat. He slowly reached out to try and grab his shoulder but his hand went through the smoke and the figure did not register him at all.

The scene changed again and this time the figure was sitting at the head of a long table with two rows of more than twenty individuals seated on either side. There was no sound but their actions were quite animated as they pointed at each other, slammed the table and some even made some threatening gestures.

Anyone could tell it was quite a heated discussion and a fight could break out at any moment. The one familiar figure sat in his chair without moving. His forehead rested in the palm of his left hand as if he was too tired to even look up.