"It doesn't seem to be anything unexpected. The family's guards are all present, and there are no signs of any enemy intrusion nearby."
Jia Yan surveyed his surroundings again and confirmed there wasn't any unexpected situation. He then dispersed his depleted brainwave power to the surrounding areas.
"This power… It's indeed weaker than before. I should have stopped and asked Xi Bala earlier."
Noticing the weak state of his avatar's strength—so depleted that Jia Yan could barely tolerate it—he regretted not pausing earlier to communicate with Xi Bala.
"Forget it, it's just for a day or two, it shouldn't be an issue."
As the brainwave power spread out, Jia Yan finally arrived at an ultra-large hotel in Return City, where he could see the familiar faces of his family members.
"Haha, so that's what it is—a birthday banquet."
Jia Yan chuckled, but his expression subtly shifted.
Return City, a metropolis with less than twenty years of history.
