Ye Chen didn't dampen his brothers' spirits. Once they arrived in Fukuoka, they indulged in a feast. Everyone drank to their heart's content, avoiding immediate worries, taking one step at a time. When the noise subsided, Ye Chen stood outside Fukuoka, observing the calm world, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Brother Chen, what are you worried about?" Feng Zhixiao asked curiously beside him.
"Heh, there are plenty of things in this world for us to worry about!" Ye Chen replied with a cigarette in his mouth, "The higher you stand, the more concerns you have, but our hearts must be equally broad. We must see some things in broader terms!"
"Yeah!" Feng Zhixiao nodded, "That's indeed the case!"
