Outside the Li Group's main building.
A black sedan slowly pulled up by the roadside. The window rolled down, and the Ninth Seat narrowed his eyes as he looked at the magnificent building before him.
"They've arrived at the venue." Shen Qingzhu gripped the steering wheel. "Are we still following them?"
"First Team 010 escorted them, then the Baili Family's convoy... They've protected Baili Tumming quite well, haven't they?" The Ninth Seat snorted coldly. "Do they really think I wouldn't dare make a move at the Baili Family's main venue?"
Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly. "Ninth Seat, security inside the Li Group's main building is extremely tight, and there are a large number of Forbidden Item Wielders stationed there. It would be nearly impossible for us to force our way in."
"Who said we were forcing our way in?"
The Ninth Seat slowly pulled two black invitations from his pocket, a cold curve rising at the corner of his lips. "Before coming here, I had the Seventh Seat forge two invitations. We'll walk right in openly, then find an opportunity to kill Baili Tumming.
"They'll never expect us to blend in among the guests..."
Shen Qingzhu's expression turned somewhat strange. "Isn't this too risky? What if we're discovered?"
The Ninth Seat raised his gaze and looked at Shen Qingzhu's face through the rearview mirror. He spoke coldly, "What, are you scared? As Lord The Whisperer's favorite, a man destined to become the Second Seat of the believers and lead all believers toward glory, you don't even dare take this little risk?"
"..."
Shen Qingzhu took the invitation and silently tucked the white Fox Mask into his chest.
"When do we leave?"
"Now."
Ding-dong—!
The elevator stopped on the 166th floor, and its doors slowly opened. A spacious, luxurious banquet hall