Chapter 2457

"What's absurd is that Ebrea is such a pathetic excuse for a country, yet there are still so many Xancentians who yearn to live there." Lavender shrugged, her smile tinged with bitterness. "That's human nature for you. We crave what we've never had or what's hard to get," Perseus said, having seen through it all. He'd talked about a similar topic with Donald and Liam a long time ago. The average Xancentians envied Ebreans for their education, healthcare, and retirement benefits—not to mention salary packages, holidays, and more. Take Christmas, for example. Perseus had no idea why Xancentians wanted a piece of it. Even the businessmen were now jumping on the bandwagon. Originally, it was a holiday with an entirely different cultural context, yet the average Xancentian had to make it about themselves. As Liam once said, the younger crowd were just glory hounds splitting hairs over things that didn't matter. What was there to envy? Those fuckers ought to mind their tongues. "You