The gilt chandelier casts warm yellow light, illuminating Star Banquet Hall brilliantly.
Both sides of the long table were filled with Hive City hereditary nobles. The jewelry on their fine clothes and the diamonds around the ladies' necks dazzled under the candlelight.
The aroma of the roasted meat, the richness of the wine, and the scent of the lady's perfume mixed together to make you dizzy.
"The wine today is quite good. Our poor governor of the lower realm seems to have spent a lot of money on it."
Baron Witt, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, raised his glass and shook it at Fu Haoran on the main seat, with no concealment of teasing in his tone.
"Yes, this steak is even tenderer than the one I had last time at Agri-World. It seems that the Governor has saved some money recently by selling canned food?"
The next table immediately burst into laughter, full of undisguised contempt.
Fu Haoran held the wine glass with a decent smile on his face and said nothing.
Next to the pillar in the corner of the banquet hall, Lailis leaned lazily and watched the farce in a playful manner.
From the few words of the nobles, she had already figured out all the clues.
It's nothing more than a new governor who climbed up from the bottom and was squeezed out and manipulated by a group of old nobles who adhered to the old rules, waiting for him to kneel down and hand over power.
Such a common story.
But as she watched the fat-headed nobles changing cups and cups, and the anger that could not be hidden in the eyes of the attendants carrying trays, the playfulness on her lips became more and more intense.
She could even guess what would happen next.
Childish, but with a fierce determination to fight for it.
"Interesting."
She turned her head and said lightly into the shadow of the banquet hall, "Don't rush to do it, let them finish the performance first."
"Let's see what this human governor can do."
A few low chuckles came from the darkness, and then fell into silence.
In the west corner of the banquet hall, Sean was holding a silver tray and carefully pouring wine for a table of nobles.
Suddenly someone bumped into him from behind, and the red wine in his hand was instantly thrown out, and most of it fell on the velvet sleeves of Baron Klaus, the main table.
"Pah!"
A crisp slap hit Sean's face hard.
Baron Klaus stood up suddenly, pointed at his nose and yelled, "You don't have eyes! Do you know that my clothes are more valuable than your life!"
"I'm sorry, sir." Sean ignored the burning pain on his face and hurriedly bent down and bowed to apologize.
"A pariah is a pariah. He can even be slapped so skillfully." Klaus sneered, turned to his companion and smiled, "Look at him, does he look like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy?"
The whole table burst into laughter.
Sean clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and he refused to move.
Klaus didn't think it was enough, so she raised her foot and kicked him hard on the calf.
Sean knelt on one knee, the tray in his hand fell to the ground, and the crystal wine glass shattered on the ground.
"Oh, I broke the governor's tableware, do I have to pay for it?"
"Hahahaha, can you afford the compensation? You can't even afford to sell your whole family to a mine to mine for the rest of your life!"
Sean got up silently, lowered his head, and picked up the broken glass on the ground one by one with his hands.
Seeing his useless look, the nobles felt bored, cursed and sat back in their seats, continuing to exchange glasses.
Sean After picking up all the fragments, carrying the broken tray, he walked to the kitchen with his head lowered.
When passing by Kaim, the two looked at each other.
Nothing was said.
But I understand everything.
The observation deck on the second floor, Lailis, has a panoramic view of all this.
She swung the wine glass, and a playful smile appeared on her red lips, "Forbearance, anger, the last fuse is just around the corner... Little Governor, when are you going to flip the table?"
When the last noble sat down, the gilded door of the banquet hall slowly closed.
The nobles were still chatting and laughing, only taunting and bragging about their properties in outer galaxies. No one noticed that the attendants in the banquet hall were evacuating in batches in an orderly manner, and fewer and fewer people were serving.
No one even noticed that Fu Haoran, who was sitting in the main seat, had left his seat at some point.
Deep in the back kitchen, in the passage leading to the underground warehouse.
Sean was the last batch of attendants to evacuate. After confirming that no nobles were aware of him behind him, he locked the passage door with his backhand and walked quickly into the underground warehouse.
The moment the door was opened, dozens of Hellguns were instantly aimed at the door.
After seeing clearly that it was Sean, the soldier holding the gun immediately put down his gun.
Who would have thought that the underground warehouse, which was usually only used to store banquet ingredients, was now filled with heavily armed soldiers.
Everyone took off their waiter uniforms and wore a full set of Flak Armour jackets. They wore power backpacks and the Hellguns in their hands were powered on.
A dozen soldiers wearing exoskeletons Power Armour are doing final equipment inspections.
Kaim, Ronan, and Hawk stood at the front of the team, their eyes full of uncontrollable murderous intent.
"The Governor is here!"
Hawk, a veteran with a scar on his face, suddenly roared.
There was a moment of dead silence in the warehouse.
Regardless of whether they were new soldiers or veterans, they all instinctively straightened their backs and lined up quickly.
Steady footsteps came from the passage, and Fu Haoran walked in.
He had already taken off his dinner dress and put on his exclusive Noble-Hunter Power Armor, with the helmet tucked under his arm.
He didn't say anything nonsense, he walked straight to the temporary platform set up in the center of the warehouse, glanced at the dark heads below, and said:
"I know why many of you joined the military."
"For the sake of having enough food to eat, for the sake of survival for the family, and for the sake of no longer being beaten, scolded and humiliated by the nobles at will, there is nothing shameful about it."
"But today, I want you to see who keeps us hungry, who sucks our blood and eats our flesh."
Fu Haoran raised his hand and pointed to the ceiling of the warehouse and the banquet hall above his head.
"Those fat-minded nobles upstairs control the mines, monopolize the factories, and control everything in Hive City!"
"The Empire's Tithe is like a knife, hanging above all of us. Where are they?"
"The assets have been transferred to other galaxies a long time ago, and they can escape in a spaceship at any time!"
"Leave us as scapegoats!"
"They don't care about Hive City's life or death, or whether you and your family live or die. They only care about their wallets!"
Fu Haoran's voice suddenly rose up, ringing in everyone's ears like thunder, "Tonight, they are on our territory, showing off their wealth, laughing at our poverty, and trampling on our dignity!"
"Let me ask you!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Can you swallow this breath?!"
"Can't swallow!" Hawk was the first to scream, the veins on his neck popping out.
"Can't swallow!!"
Hundreds or thousands of voices converged into a roaring roar that shook the dust from the ceiling of the warehouse.
Sean also roared with all his strength, his voice breaking, and the pain on his face and the hatred in his heart were all vented in this roar.
Fu Haoran raised his hand, and the boiling sound subsided instantly.
The only sound left in the warehouse was the sound of heavy breathing and the boiling murderous aura that was almost overflowing.
"Tonight, I want to keep them all." Fu Haoran's voice is as cold as ice, "I want them to spit out all the blood they have sucked from the people of Hive City!"
"This honor belongs to each of you. I, Fu Haoran, will bear the consequences alone!"
Everyone clenched their weapons and shouted, "Loyalty!!!"
"For the Governor!!!"
"To survive!!!"