In the hotel lobby, at the head table on the main stage.
Jiang Che lounged lazily against an expensive flannel sofa.
His long fingers gently swirled the wineglass.
His vast and terrifying divine sense, like an invisible net cast across the heavens, had long since completely enveloped the entire resplendent banquet hall.
All the prey had entered the arena.
Jiang Che's deep gaze swept casually across the hall.
He saw Ye Lingchen, with his crooked mouth, who had just finished putting on a grand show among the socialites and was now holding champagne in high spirits.
He saw Ling Xiaodong, the Underworld King, hiding alone in a dark corner, warily observing his surroundings like a lone wolf.
He also saw Chu Feng, the Asura Hall Master, who had transformed into a dutiful simp guard and was silently protecting Xu Bingning from behind the crowd...
Even Bai Ye, the young master following the villainous opportunity-stealing route, who had yet to reach the battlefield and was still on his way, was under the surveillance of his Hummingbird Reconnaissance Robots.
The four Children of Destiny had gathered in one place.
Jiang Che tilted his head back slightly and took a small sip of red wine. A strong glint of amusement and mockery flashed through his deep eyes.
How should he deal with these Children of Destiny this time?
To be honest, he had long grown tired of those formulaic face-slapping routines. At the moment, he truly had no particular ideas...
"System."
"Do you have any especially disgusting pills, talismans, or strange abilities?"
"Recommend a few ruthless tricks for me to try."
[ Ding! ]
The system sprite's crisp mechanical voice immediately rang out, filled with fawning flattery and shameless ingratiation.
[Yes, yes~]
[As long as it's something Host Daddy wants, even if Little