"Tut, tut, tut, Li Wei was serious about this!"
Blood Demon lounged back in a beach chair set in the middle of a broad rooftop terrace, enjoying the faintly fishy night breeze off the bay. "There was no real technique to it—decades of accumulation, just crushing everything head-on... By the way, I put him on the 'Big Ghost' card. You don't mind, do you?"
"Who'll paint his portrait?" Ronan was watching a news program on Ha City's current affairs channel through a very retro television set, and casually chimed in.
"Let old Mitch... Hey, are you volunteering? I don't think you've ever met him, have you? Got something in mind? A king meeting a king?"
Four questions in a row, and Ronan could not be bothered to answer a single one.
Blood Demon was not about to back down over that. He continued digging into the subject. "The Inner World has already opened betting pools over this. They're betting on when you two will meet, whether you'll fight or make peace after meeting, and who'll be left alive in the end... If you ask me, that last one's completely unnecessary. No matter who survives, us poor Earth natives might all get wiped out!"
"I'm a native too."
"But your way of thinking is already completely beyond us ordinary people. Compared to you, even Li Wei isn't that hard to figure out."
Ronan was finally piqued. "What kind of person... no, what kind of existence is Li Wei?"
"How should I put it? After observing him for decades and learning more about him, he still seems less unfathomable than you."
Blood Demon did not forget to jab at Ronan first before continuing. "As for Li Wei, it's not like he's omniscient and omnipotent, or able to predict everything without fail. But