"Yes, yes, Elder Mingjian!"

Brin seemed to have some lingering palpitations now, and he half-knelt in front of Elder Pudde's desk, and reported, "I just walked around the outside of Orsna's house a few times, and I was still thinking about how to go into the house to observe the situation, but I didn't expect Ian to ...... He opened the window and told me to stay away. ”

Speaking of which, recalling the scene of being watched by everyone, Brin still felt his face and ears hot.

He is a good-looking character, and when he is called to break the prying eyes, he naturally feels self-conscious, but who told him that he was really greedy for a while before and wanted to forcibly snatch the sleeping powder in Ian's hands? And then he was approached by Elder Pud, who was responsible for investigating information about Ian?

This is a punishment, and it is also a meritorious service.

"Hmm."

After hearing Brin's report, Elder Pud groaned and pondered, "Can I find you through the house and the street...... Although I want you to be a little more public, it is possible that you are just looking out the window, so you can find out at the first time. ”

"No, no, no!"

Instead, Brin argued: "I paid special attention to the window - you know my eyesight, I can even find Ndal moss in the bushes, Ian was definitely not at the window before, he just found me out of thin air, and then walked straight over and befriended me to leave!" ”

"Oh?"

Elder Pude looked at Brin with a smirk, and after the other party lowered his head again in fear, he said slowly, "You should have guessed why I asked you to do such a thing...... I thought that you, who had offended Ian, didn't want to admit that Ian was a psyker. ”

"Elder, I'm just greedy, not really stupid!" Half-kneeling in front of the Elder's desk, Brynn pleaded, "If Ian is really a psyker, then what's the use of me denying it?" Can you deceive yourself, can you deceive others? I just hope that you can help me with a few kind words in the future, and I hope Ian will not hold grudges and not retaliate against me in the future......"

"I also hope that Elder you can forgive me, I was really stupid and didn't expect it...... If I had known that Ian might be a psyker, I would never have dared to think like that! ”

"Hmm."

The old man responded softly, but Brin, who was panting, looked much relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Pude never promises easily, but now that he has promised, he will definitely help him ease relations in the future.

He had already thought that he had some herbs in his house, and although they were expensive, they were cheap compared to what might happen in the future, the revenge of a psyker.

Speaking of which, he is really stupid, as a neighbor, who is Orsanna, can he not know? Even if it is a momentary outbreak, killing one or two indigenous hunters is the limit, how can it be possible to kill four? He's definitely got someone to help, and that guy can definitely see through the natives' stealth skills that hide in the dark!

Brin was a veteran herb picker, he often dealt with the natives, and even fought, and knew very well what the redwood natives were capable of in the woods, so others might not think it was a big deal, but he could easily detect what Ian called strange.

And all this weirdness can be explained by 'Ian awakens the psionic energy'!

An eight-year-old psyker...... Even among the White People, this age is ridiculously young!

"You keep watching Ian."

And just when Brin was annoyed and frightened in his heart, Elder Pudd's voice sounded again: "Don't reveal it. Don't forget that everyone now knows that you tried to steal Ian's sleeping fan, and even wandered around his house with bad intentions. ”

"If the other people knew that Ian was a psyker, how would they deal with you to curry favor with them?"

"Cooperate with my guards and continue to observe. Since Ian didn't tell me right now, he waited until he was willing to say it. I think, with how smart this kid is...... It's not a long time. Before I can do that, I need someone to report back to me on Ian's actions and make sure he's safe. ”

Squinting his eyes, Elder Pude looked at Brin who had already leaned down, and he said lightly, "Now, just step down." Brin, I hope you can remember the lesson this time, we are all family members of the same bloodline, and if you spy on your family, there will naturally be retribution and punishment. ”

"When Ian is willing to reveal his psyker identity, I'll explain to him what happened, and I'm sure the kid will be willing to forgive you."

"Stand down."

"Yes, Elder."

After thinking about what might happen to him after Ian's psychic identity was revealed, Brin couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't dare to say more.

He bowed deeply and wiped the sweat from his head and left.

After Brin staggered out of the Hall of Elders, Elder Pude did not pick up the papers and continued to work on them.

He turned his head sideways and looked out the window.

The night was getting deeper and the rain was pouring down, but the central part of Port Harrison was still brightly lit.

There are two sources of the White People in the entire Harrison Harbor, one is a big family of the White People who were degraded from the Imperial Capital to this place in the past, and the other is the scattered gathering of the wandering White People in the entire southern border.

Needless to say, the scattered ones have now been integrated and contained, and now the entire White People of Port Harrison are one family.

He Pude, in the past, was just an unexpected heir of a high-ranking and dwarven in that big family, although the main body inherited the side of the white people, but still has the characteristics of a dwarf, as well as part of the inheritance on his father's side.

When the family was still glorious, he was just a mediocre and unpopular junior.

However, in an important plan, the entire family was degraded to this remote place in the south of Xinjiang by the former emperor, now known as the 'Black Tyrant', because of a mistake, and deprived of history, surname, and all inheritance.

All the ascendants were put to death or imprisoned in another frontier, completely deprived of all their heritage.

On the contrary, it was himself, because the inheritance of the dwarf father's side did not belong to the white people, but escaped and was not stripped and recovered.

With the identity of this sublimator, he actually became the only authority and the only elder in southern Xinjiang after the family moved to Port Harrison.

"Alas...... It's been so many years......"

Thinking back, the old man raised his hand tiredly and massaged the bones between his eyes, and he couldn't help but recall the scene many years ago.

[-Pudde, promise me...... Promise me not to resent Your Majesty, this is indeed a great mistake we have made, and we deserve retribution......]

[However, the child is innocent! Please, don't leave, you are the only one of us who has sublimated, lead the children to take root in southern Xinjiang......]

[Only you, this is something that only you can do......]

The woman, who was so old that she could only lie in bed, made a request in a fragile tone that she had never shown him, probably the only time in her life.

He couldn't say no, and he didn't want to.

He couldn't wait to show her what he was capable of—the possibility of proving that he was not inferior to anyone, and even better than the other White People.

"It's been decades, mother ......"

Opening his eyes and staring at the high-end showers in the dark night, the short, but sturdy and majestic old man sighed softly, showing a rare vulnerability: "Finally, I have waited for an opportunity, and there is still a hope. ”

"Generations have passed, and all the people of the clan have begun to forget our past...... It wasn't fair to the kid, but we needed it. ”

"There needs to be a hope to reclaim the glory."

Meanwhile, outside the window of the Elders' Hall, on the west side of Port Harrison.

A steep cliff that spawns to the south, where countless thunderbolts converge, is called the place of the Sighing Cliff by all the locals.

A tall, tower-like gray-haired man stood on the edge of a cliff.

He strode onto a large solid rock, staring awe-inspiring into the depths of the sea beyond.