It was still the morning of August 6th, in the city center, on the exhibition platform of a high tower.
Black Cocoon sat on the railing, playing with his phone while using a restraint belt to swallow various metal fragments he had scavenged from a metallurgy factory on the road. This was the effect of the Swallowing Silver superpower.
He looked down at his phone and sent a message to the grandfather he had just acknowledged.
[Black Cocoon: Grandpa, are you interested in meeting your son-in-law at some point?]
[Black Cocoon: It's been so many years, are you still blaming him for not being able to protect your daughter?]
[Black Cocoon: After all, he was just a muggle back then, isn't that quite unfortunate for him?]
[Su Wei: We'll talk about it later.]
"Talk about it later, huh?"
