"Wait a minute," Nash suddenly interrupted Mosley. "What do you mean by ''might not be smooth''? Is something happening over there? And if you knew about it, why did you still want me to go? What are you up to?" Mosley turned his head away, pretending to be clueless. His eyes wandered as he forced an awkward smile. "Haha, what are you talking about, Master Nash? I don''t understand." Nash grabbed Mosley by the ear. "Hey, hey, stop, Master Nash! Please, it hurts! Alright, alright. I''ll talk, I''ll talk."


    Hearing that, Nash let go and said sternly, "Tell me everything you know about the situation in the Land of Nion and why you were expelled by Francis."


    Mosley frowned, leaning back in his seat and crossing his legs as he seemed to reminisce. In a rxed but somewhat troubled tone, he said, "So, where should I begin?" Realizing Mosley was reluctant to discuss his past, Nash decided to start with something more immediate. "First, tell me about the current situation in the Land of Nion."


    "The Land of Nion... Well, that involves an organization called Twilight.


    "Twilight currently manages all the warriors, cultivators, and Espers in the Land of Nion. Last year, the highest leader of that organization suddenly disappeared. Actually, it''s more urate to say he was confirmed dead.


    "The strangest part is that before he disappeared, he left a letter naming a neer who had joined only a year ago as his sessor. This caused quite a stir, but they verified the letter and confirmed it was indeed written by the previous leader. It even contained traces of his true energy."


    "Excuse me, sir." A beautiful flight attendant approached them at this moment. "Here''s your drink."


    "Oh, thank you," Nash responded.


    Mosley took a sip of his drink and


    continued, "Even so, the vice


    president, who had worked


    alongside the old president for half a


    lifetime, was resentful. The vice president openly and secretly


    opposed the young president.


    "Two months ago, Twilight suddenly split into two factions. After failing to seize power, the vice president broke away and formed a new group called Shadow Warriors along with part of the organization."


    Nash nodded, beginning to understand. "So, the Land of Nion is currently in the midst of a power struggle between these two organizations?"


    "Exactly, Master Nash, you summed


    it up well Mosley stretched. He yawned andzily reclined in his seat. "I''m tired. Wake me when we get there. I''m going to take a nap."


    en


    "You..." Nash finally noticed Mosley''s severe dark circles. "It seems you''ve been staying up toote."


    "Yeah, I was gaming all night. Don''t mention it, I''m... just... gonna..." Mosley turned his head and fell asleep immediately.


    Mosley had a dream. In it, he saw a girl whose hand was constantly pointing eastward in the Land of Nion.


    "Alright. I got it," Mosley said impatiently. "We''re almost there. You don''t need to keep reminding me."


    Then, the girl vanished. As Mosley turned his head, countless figures appeared, all pointing toward the east of the Land of Nion.


    "Ha! This trip is definitely worth it." Mosleyughed heartily. "Don''t worry, I''ll avenge you all. Haha, just thinking about it makes me excited..."