When the "Emperor" appears in front of everyone, it means that the dance officially begins.

Melodious music, dancing crowds, and various fine wines and food placed next to them are almost no different from the banquets held by the upper class before the disaster.

The only regret is that there is no orchestra to play live here, and it is a bit unpleasant to be able to play some music with the speaker. However, this small discomfort is not a problem in the overall environment.

Of course, dancing is indispensable at the dance party. Soon, amid the music, young people who could not hold back began to "climb" each other and invite each other to step into the dance floor. At first, they were a little restrained, but soon, as more and more people, the atmosphere began to become more and more lively.

Feiren did not join in. He just sat leisurely in the corner, while tasting delicious food and stroking the black cat in his arms. The Big Seven generally won’t end in person for such a dance party. After all, they are too famous in the ninth district, and these people who are qualified to enter the dance scene have basically experienced and understood the strength and terror of the Big Seven. When dancing with such people, they may dance and make their courage come out. At that time, no one can play well and they can’t enjoy it. This is obviously not the original intention of the Blackstone Group to hold the dance party.

"Don't plan to go down and have a jump?"

The old man walked to Feilun with a glass of wine and looked at him with a smile. Feilun turned the scalpel in his hand, cut a piece of ham and put it in his mouth.

"Not interested, and I can't dance."

"It's okay, there aren't many people here who can do it."

As he said, the "Emperor" looked at the noisy dance floor in front of him. As he said, dancing is a luxury for those who have passed the doomsday. Most of the men and women in the dance floor only have the simplest one step or two steps, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, dancing is enough as long as the dancers are in a happy mood. Moreover, men and women, most people are concerned about what happens after dancing, so dancing itself is even more unimportant to them.

"You did a good job this time."

After a while, the "Emperor" spoke.

"They don't say it, but you know, they all think you're doing a good job... Well, it would be better if you could be more merciful..."

Hearing the old man's complaint, Feiren just smiled slightly and said nothing. The old man didn't seem to care. He just held the wine glass, looked at everything in front of him, and then sighed a long sigh.

"To be honest, I don't like such dance parties very much. Every time I get this kind of time, I think, what a ridiculous creature human being is. You see, we lived this kind of life before the disaster, but now, we have changed and the world has changed, but human beings want to return to their original life... Do you think this is ridiculous?"

While speaking, the old man spread his hands open.

"I mean... You see, humans have developed for thousands of years, from cavemen who have nothing to civilized people in suits and ties. We go from waving sticks to creating weapons that can destroy everything. But human desires never seem to change, food, survival, women... Well, I admit that maybe in the distant future, humans will become another way, but it may also never change. Originally, I thought that this catastrophe might change humans, but many times, I was depressed to find that unless humans are destroyed, we will always follow a repetitive spiral path."

"You speak like this and put a lot of pressure on me."

Until this time, Faren shrugged.

"All creatures are the same, nothing is the exception. Pandas have evolved for so many years and are not only cute. Mouses have been hitting holes for a lifetime, but they will still be the same for the next life. All creatures on the earth are living according to their own laws. There is no reason why humans will be an accident. Look..."

As he said, Feiren reached out and his sharp scalpel quickly cut into the steak beside him.

"For me, there is not much difference between this steak and people. For me, the biggest problem is whether it can be eaten and whether it is delicious. I don't care much about anything else. So old man, you don't need to think so much. If you are really worried, try to make yourself live a few more years, and maybe you can see a different future."

"Maybe..."

Facing Feiron's words, the old man sighed deeply.

"Oh, this damn ghost weather is really depressing. To be honest, I feel uncomfortable when I see the dark sky now. Even if it's only once, I really want to see the blue sky that used to be, rather than the cloudy ghost weather like now."

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to think the topic was too heavy, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, then looked at Feilun.

"By the way, where are your three subordinates? I heard that they are all very good women. You didn't bring them up? Are you not afraid of the group of green-eyed wolves below touching them? Although the reputation of our Big Seven is very useful, some people will be desperate when they see women?"

"Don't worry."

Facing the old man's words, Feiren showed a smug smile.

"They were women born in the wilderness. If they couldn't even handle such a small matter, they would have been wasting their lives for so long. But the old man... I have something to tell you."

Speaking of this, a solemn expression appeared on Feren's face.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Hearing Feiron's words, the "Emperor" seemed a little surprised. He had known Feiron for so long, but he had never seen Feiron report anything to him that the seven giants were not affiliated with each other. Of course, they had no right to inquire about what Feiron was going to do. Now that Feiron actually wanted to tell him what he was doing, it naturally made the old man feel curious.

"You actually have something to tell me. This is the most surprising gift the old man has received over the years. Tell me, would you ask me to help you? If that's true, I'll call the "butcher" and the others to discuss it together. Look, there are so many people and the power..."

At this moment, the old man had no previous helpless and gloomy feeling. Instead, he smiled and looked gloating. It was no wonder that as the most unrestrained one of the seven giants, Faren always made them feel headache and envious. If he could seize an opportunity to hurt him, then others would definitely not miss this good opportunity. However, Faren obviously did not intend to cooperate with the ridicule of the "Emperor", but instead stared at the dance floor below and spoke.

"Next, I'm leaving District 9 for a while."

"oh?"

Hearing this, the "Emperor" was stunned and immediately discovered the problem. In the past, Faren often ran away without saying hello. But now he actually raised such a topic. Could it be...what is there any difference this time?

"How long should I leave?"

"I don't know either, it may be short or long..."

Feilun did not say a certain time, but he knew very well that if the mysterious girl was really related to the Cataclysm, he probably wouldn't have returned to the Ninth District. This is not where Feilun was born. He lived in the Ninth District for only a few years, but I have to admit that the Ninth District did give Feilun a good feeling. So, he didn't mind leaking some information to the old man.

"You decided?"

As an elder, the "emperor" has also experienced a lot of things, so he quickly realized the profound meaning hidden in Feiren's words.

"I don't know what you are going to do, but... forget it, good luck, I will keep your room forever. But I hope you can get your trouble soon. Otherwise, if you have been struggling for decades, when you come back, the old man dies, you will not be able to find an acquaintance to wipe your face?"

"Don't worry, by that time, I will naturally have my own way."

“………I hope you can stop using your method……”

Hearing Feiren's answer, the "Emperor"'s expression stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal, then he smiled slightly, then raised his chin and pointed at the bottom.

"But now, I think you seem to have other troubles to solve..."

"oh?"

Looking in the direction indicated by the "Emperor", Feiren soon saw that not far away, a young man in luxury was holding a girl's hand and took her out of the hall.

"Young people are so romantic and romantic, they are so drunk and dreamy, and they are enviable...Aren't you going to do something?"

"No plan."

Watching the two men's backs disappear into the corridor, Faren shrugged and then refocused on the plate in front of him.
Chapter completed!