In a remote corner of the Multiverse, within the still pristine and empty meeting venue...
When Punk hurried onto the smooth, silent floor, the vast emptiness of the conference hall unfolded before his eyes. However, unlike what the caster had expected, the meeting venue was not filled with Executors waiting quietly for the Chairman's projection to descend and explain the business at hand, as it had been during previous meetings. This time, Punk saw only two attendees from beginning to end—one was the Chairman's projection, and the other was the flamboyant Mad Knight Kane-Bisadas, still clad in a full suit of Golden Flash Armor!
Moreover, by the time Punk arrived, their conversation appeared to be drawing to a close...
"Mr. Instant Kill Spear, the work you need to carry out will not be easy. I hope you treat every opponent you encounter seriously. Do not forget how much harm greed can bring. You need to learn to control your greed and desires; this is even more worthy of a Morningstar Professional's attention and study than increasing one's professional level."
The Chairman's voice was as calm and concise as ever. His words contained no overly ornate rhetoric, nor did they need much emotional fluctuation. Although this orderly and equitable manner of speaking carried the unmistakable meaning of command and warning, it would never provoke resentment.
Yet regardless of his tone, the truth he stated could not be ignored. Listening to the Chairman's instruction, even the ordinarily irreverent Instant Kill Spear no longer displayed his usual frivolous attitude. He immediately used proper noble etiquette, expressing his thanks while solemnly making a promise:
"I shall obey your command, esteemed Chairman. Just as seabirds do not easily fall amid wind and rain, and just as coastal reefs do not fear the pounding waves, I