Trust in Brother Lin, and You'll Live Forever!

The café was packed, especially with these Japanese people. They wore stern expressions and looked fierce, giving off an immense sense of oppression.

"Yes!"

Sannomiya Airi briefly explained what she knew.

"How many contaminations have you encountered along the way?"

Takeuchi Kurano wasn't satisfied and pressed her for details.

You only got one life, and he was a cautious man. Besides, there was no need to rush, since Lin Baici was here.

Although Takeuchi Kurano disliked Lin Baici, he recognized his strength. If Lin Baici wasn't in a hurry to enter the Virtue Club, then he didn't need to rush either.

Sannomiya Airi didn't hold anything back and gave them a concise rundown.

She didn't feel much loyalty to the Nine Provinces, but that didn't mean she'd be indifferent to these Japanese people dying. Once Takeuchi Kurano was dead, they'd temporarily become her subordinates.

A bunch of free bodyguards—what a sweet deal.

As the seconds ticked by, a few people began to grow restless.

The man in the hoodie came over. "Lin God, the talk show starts in ten minutes. Shouldn't we be heading in?"

"Will we be punished if we arrive late?"

"Even a fool could figure that out, right?"

Everyone started discussing it.

Honestly, nobody wanted to go, but they had no choice.

"Whoa, why are there so many people?"

Xia Hongyao and the others had returned, timing their arrival just right.

"Classmate, find anything?"

Lin Baici smiled. He knew Gu Qingqiu liked calling him "classmate" because it was a nickname unique to her. She also liked it when he called her the same.

"I saw three groups. They're probably all God Hunters, but only one group came over to greet us."

Gu Qingqiu pointed behind her.

"Lin God!"

"Lord of the House!"

"Princess Xueji!"

The seven people