Reason

It was like being in a classroom at the Ivory Tower.

Under the afternoon sunlight, the old man on the sofa smoked a cigar and imparted all the wisdom of life and the essence of human nature to his student, teaching him etiquette.

How to visit your enemy with a proper and solemn bearing.

There was no need for elaborate afternoon tea etiquette, no need for cumbersome conversational techniques, and certainly no need to haggle endlessly over every last cent.

Instead, it was about how to reclaim what rightfully belonged to you in a proper manner—

First, speak frankly and state your intentions openly. There was no need to conceal anything; let the other party know why you had come. Then, display your strength and capital, so as to win their respect.

Strength and capital?

Huai Shi almost wanted to laugh.

He had an uncountable number of titles, yet he did not know which one would be appropriate to announce now.

Paradise Prince? A washed-up idol? Who cared?

A member of the Astronomical Society? It might have been a death sentence to those of the Heretical Ways, but in the Present Realm, when facing the Six-Family Alliance representing Las Vegas, it would only tie his own hands.

King of Tanba? Compared to the glittering City of Desire, Tanba was nothing more than an inconspicuous little place.

Beyond that, he was also a classical music teacher at the Ivory Tower, Russell's secretary, the Abyssal Culinary Demon and Calamity Musician, an Anointed One... even an insignificant Third-Tier Ascendant. But none of those titles should have appeared here.

That was not why he had come.

So what should he say?

He could not help shaking his head with self-mockery, letting out a quiet laugh.

Only now did he realize that perhaps this troublesome