With surveillance mosquitos at his disposal, Peter Brown entered the city with great ease.
By this time, Peter had already purchased a courtyard, which was quite spacious indeed.
Peter had developed a routine; whenever he arrived in a place, the first thing he did was to buy a courtyard, set up formations, then head to the temple to carry out various arrangements.
Sitting cross-legged in his house, Peter gave some thought to the relationship between the Human Mutants and Human World, and insight began to dawn on him. It was precisely the presence of these humans that deterred the Demon Clan from attacking recklessly.
Of course, even though these humans had their merits, if they intended to kill him, he would certainly not let them do it without a fight.
Peter couldn't help feeling resigned; in the eyes of these people, he was nothing more than an insignificant being whose existence was entirely optional.
