In the palace of the Black Wings clan, Midas sat in his oversized chair. His expression was complicated, unpredictable. There were many thoughts running through his head.
A woman sat on a chair in the room. The calm-faced woman was none other than Xara, one of Midas' daughters.
"What are you thinking, Dad?" Xara asked.
"It's about the change of power in the Sun clan," Midas replied in a deep voice.
"What made you think so much?"
Midas looked at Xara seriously. "The new clan head is Hestia. I've seen her at a glance. She doesn't seem like an easy woman."
"The Sun Clan will probably step forward," Xara commented.
Midas nodded. "That Castor is quite stupid, I can trick him with many things. However, as for Hestia… I doubt that I can still snatch territory from her."