"But I don't recommend you go to Egypt at this time." Pei Zongjun's holographic projection sighed, "Consider this a personal request, I hope you can stay in Xiazhou for the foreseeable future."
"Why?" Sun Hang asked, puzzled.
"You should know what's happening in Lake Baikal City, right?"
"The death aurora?"
"That's right... The Sphinx prophecy mentioned that the Xiazhou Federation will undergo great changes in the near future." Pei Zongjun's holographic projection walked over to his own coffin, gazing down at his corpse through the transparent lid, "I saw someone walking slowly on a tightrope high in the air... one misstep, and below is an abyss."
"Is this something you also saw in the prophecy?" Sun Hang asked.
Pei Zongjun's holographic projection silently nodded.
"Then what does the appearance of yellow sand in the prophecy mean?" Sun Hang asked again.
