Bab 266: Chapter 64 Disaster_2

Some among them were no longer satisfied with the past and sought to differentiate ranks in various ways, just like the courtyard before their eyes.

Unlike the small yard Ande once lived in, this spacious courtyard was filled with decorations, plants, and some unnameable things; it seemed somewhat contrived. Ande felt that even the simple cups and pots in Laine's small yard had more charm.

There was no helping it. Owing to the low artistic level of the Bronze Age, these items could scarcely exhibit any aesthetic appeal, but as a means of distinguishing from the dwellings of ordinary people, the effect was indeed striking.

If it weren't for the impending cataclysm, perhaps in a few decades, humans might have developed primitive small manors. But now, there seemed no chance for that.

"Let's hear it then," Ande said in a solemn voice, "Why rush to summon me here? What's the matter?"