Jacob was regarded as an old person in Capital City. The era of the three great talents in Capital City had passed. Henric had died. Victor was depressed over what had happened with his sister. Now, the circle of Capital City was no longer full of talents like before.
That was because everyone's mentality was different from before. They began to struggle about how to live and began to think about life, so the older generation did not show up.
However, society was like this. There would always be newcomers appearing from time to time. The group of people in front of him seemed to be such a group of newcomers.
"Are you Jacob?" The leading young man sat in front of Jacob. He lit a cigar and blew a puff of smoke at Jacob.
"Yes, I am." Jacob nodded. He drank up the wine in the glass in front of him. "Do you have something to say?"