Volume One, Chapter 45: A Fine Show Begins

“Miss Xiang, where did you find this chef? These two dishes alone are worthy of a Michelin star! Why not introduce him to me? I’ll hire him to cook at home for a generous salary.” The speaker was none other than Gao Wei.

Gao Wei’s identity extended beyond that of an executive at Yunqi Technology; he also owned several other businesses.

Although the police had already determined the cause of death, they had no choice but to conduct another thorough investigation in order to silence the media. Naturally, the final conclusion remained suicide.

As the current head of the Wu family—even if only in name—how could Wu Yanxiong possibly swallow this humiliation?

However, judging from Xu Fei’s reaction, it seemed that the Green Gang had not been invited tonight. Then why had representatives of the Green Gang come?

Before my eyes, one walking corpse after another seemed completely possessed. Without the slightest hesitation, they leaped into the seething human fat. The grease within their bodies was rendered out, and their entire forms twisted and warped like dough twists frying in a wok, until at last they became nothing more than lumps of residue.

“How could we do that? Anyone who comes is our guest. Let’s have some tea while we talk. Lord Zhan, there’s no need to be impatient.” As Zhang Ruming spoke, he waved to Duan Lang.

“What are you staring at, you filthy lecher?” Lin Yushu noticed Situ Xuan’s lascivious gaze and scolded him angrily, her face flushing crimson.

Yin Yue did not even know why she had said those words. Yet if she had not spoken them, she would have felt wretched inside. She had long known that Yin Xue’s beloved was Yun Xuan, but today Yun Xuan had held her intimately in front of Yin Xue. She was deeply worried that Yin Xue might be upset.

For that reason, even those outside the formation were trembling with fear, their legs shaking uncontrollably. Yun Ge was simply too terrifying. He was communicating with the Heavenly Dao and drawing upon its vast might. With a qilin horn as his foundation and qilin spikes as his weapons of attack, he possessed the power to destroy anything that stood in his way.

“Boss, could you take this seriously? I’m talking to you about something important. Someone is after your presidency.” The more carelessly Yegor behaved, the more anxious the First Agent became.

After the Huo family had dealt with the dead and wounded, they did not hurry back to the family home. Instead, they left behind a group of elites to search for those who had stolen the treasure. Of the six people who had come to seize it that night, five were dead and one had been captured alive.

Just as he was feeling most at ease, Steward Ye gave a light knock on the door and entered with a grave expression. He reported that Princess Yumeng had sent someone to see the master and discuss some matters.

Duan Qianyao could see that Ye Feng’s left leg bent unnaturally. She knew it was the result of a sneak attack by one of the faces, whose cultivation was comparable to the early Soul Separation stage, while Ye Feng had been fighting the countless faces pouring down upon him. His left leg had nearly been broken that time.

Murong Xin knew that if Chu Tianyu had been there, he would have agreed immediately—without the slightest hesitation.

Exclamations of astonishment and cries of disbelief rang out from every direction. The excitement at that moment far surpassed the earlier praise lavished on Lu Zizhi. This was true supernatural artistry. Not only had they never seen such painting before, they had never even heard of anything like it.

“How are we supposed to fight this?” Duan Qiu asked blankly. He had only just broken through to the Immortal realm and was currently no more than a first-level Immortal.

Bai Zhihong was ruthless and vicious. He intended to end Chu Tianyu’s resistance with a single kick while instantly crippling him completely, for his second kick was aimed directly at Chu Tianyu’s chest.

Time passed slowly. More and more adventurers from the various guilds entered the battlefield, and traces of gigantic creatures began to appear across it as well.

After making inquiries, they learned that Chu Tianyu had not registered to participate. In other words, there was a strong possibility that he had not yet returned to the Holy City.

“What are you afraid of? Keep working. My people are protecting you!” Duan Qiu shouted at once when he saw the situation.

Zhong Shu reached into his robes and brought out a jar of honey. He poured a generous amount into a bowl, then placed each bite of food into it, stirred it around, and only afterward put it into his mouth.