Chapter 965 - 87: A Middle-aged Man Living in a Coffin_2 - Pretending To Be A Boss - NovelsTime

Pretending To Be A Boss

Chapter 965 - 87: A Middle-aged Man Living in a Coffin_2

Author: More from the heart
updatedAt: 2025-06-17

The city within this colossal tomb, being in an enclosed environment, could naturally remain preserved for much longer. Inside, there was water and air, allowing vegetation to survive without growing uncontrollably.

    Most crucially, the towering buildings weren''t old or dilapidated.

    Tang Jing noticed these things and understood that there were indeed people here.

    But he couldn''t comprehend Tang Xian''s excitement.

    Tang Xian was, of course, excited.

    In the Myriad Beasts Realm, who else could appear in the Beast God''s legacy grounds?

    Tang Xian''s Divine Sense swept across the entire city. This city was naturally very small, perhaps only one-hundredth the size of Baichuan City.

    But it was sufficient to shelter tens of thousands of people for a long time—a true sanctuary.

    Tang Xian quickly detected someone''s presence.

    He didn''t run but began walking faster.

    Tang Jing saw Tang Xian''s hurried steps and suddenly realized something, becoming slightly excited himself.

    When the two brothers reached the outskirts of the city and saw the middle-aged man calming a small deer, both were stunned.

    The middle-aged man''s beard was very long, but it wasn''t an unkempt kind of long; it looked intentionally groomed.

    This made him appear much older, but overall, he still carried a lively vigor.

    He looked at the two approaching figures, visibly surprised for a moment, but then failed to recognize them, saying:

    "Are you humans? You''re humans, right? Yes, you must be humans; otherwise, you wouldn''t have been able to enter here. Humans? No, you don''t quite seem like humans. But if you''re not humans, how could you have reached this place?" Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    For this man, seeing humans seemed like an astonishing occurrence. His questioning vacillated, yet his tone remained certain.

    Tang Jingxin thought: when this man left Tang Xian, his brother had been only eleven years old.

    And when he had departed the Divine Throne, Tang Jingxin himself had been less than three years old.

    So, it was clear…

    He couldn''t possibly recognize his older brother or himself.

    Tang Xian said nothing. He was clearly smiling, but his brows furrowed tightly together, his expression unbearably bittersweet.

    Because he knew Zhong Yao would likely never leave the Eden Sanctuary, Tang Xian found himself temporarily at a loss for words.

    Because he hadn''t seen this man in so long, Tang Xian didn''t know how to explain the present condition of humanity and the Myriad Beasts Realm.

    And because he hadn''t seen this man in so long, Tang Xian missed him terribly and couldn''t stop his tears from falling.

    A sorrowful, low growl escaped his throat.

    The East Pole was considered the world''s end, while the land of Eden was beyond the end.

    In these two places, he had seen his parents. This should have been a cause for joy, yet Tang Xian felt immensely, profoundly sad.

    "Dad…"

    "Teacher."

    Tang Xian and Tang Jing spoke one after another, gazing at this man named Tang Wen.

    The last Child of Order—Prometheus—a man who had dedicated his entire life and all that he had for the freedom of humanity.

    Tang Wen was initially baffled, then looked at the two brothers'' differing expressions. Staring at the tearful youth whose face felt somewhat familiar, he stumbled back a step in shock.

    "You… you''re Tang Xian?"

    "It''s me. I''ve finally found you!"

    Tang Xian wiped away his tears, gradually reigning in his emotions.

    Tang Wen stared at Tang Xian, his eyes reddening.

    After a long while, he finally said:

    "It seems your fight against the Order Enforcers has reached a critical point, and you''ve begun collecting the Beast God''s legacy."

    Tang Wen was always a rational man; he had always been this way.

    Zhong Yao was emotional, prone to act on feelings—just as she had when she took Constantine and Prometheus back then, choosing Tang Xian based on her belief in humanity''s goodness.

    Tang Wen, on the other hand, had thought they should choose the smartest one.

    Though, ultimately, he had deferred to Zhong Yao''s decision.

    But in the years that followed, Tang Wen had always been the calm and collected one when making decisions.

    "Since you''ve found this place, it must mean time is running short."

    Tang Wen''s next words made Tang Xian''s heart ache even more.

    This old man could truly endure!

    Wouldn''t he ask about Mom''s whereabouts?

    Wouldn''t he ask how life has been for me?

    Wouldn''t he want to share what he had been through all these years?

    Of course, Tang Wen wanted to know—all of it. But he had always known how to prioritize what needed to be done.

    He and Zhong Yao had given their lives for humanity, so even at the final moment, he would think of humanity above all.

    Tang Xian did not correct his father''s perspective on certain things.

    For example, his father still believed their enemy was the Order Enforcers, unaware that the true mastermind behind everything was the Lord of Eden.

    Tang Xian simply said:

    "I''ve missed you so much."

    Tang Wen missed Tang Xian deeply as well—he missed his daughter Zhong Xiuxiu, he missed Zhong Yao.

    He missed them every waking moment.

    During countless nights, this aging man''s beard was soaked with tears.

    Tang Wen said:

    "Come with me. Now is not the time to talk about these things. Baichuan City must still be waiting for you to save it. Let''s leave any conversation about the past until after you''ve safeguarded humanity."

    Tang Wen''s retreating figure seemed lonely and desolate.

    His steps were heavy.

    Tang Xian''s nose turned red. His thoughts echoed within him, affirming his beliefs.

    His father had always been like this.

    There were people like this in the world.

    They lived more clearly aware than anyone, knowing exactly what they wanted. And they lived more restrained than anyone else.

    Human history had managed not to end in extinction thanks to wisdom, and countless individuals like Tang Wen.

    For them, personal attachments always came last, while the fate of their country and the world always came first.

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