You Think That's a Good Idea?

"What?!"

Vader directly flipped over the table in front of him.

His Monarch Bar had been raided. Someone had entered it and electrocuted nearly all the God and Demon Walkers inside.

Then they had swaggered out.

What was this?

This was a slap in Vader's face!

Monarch Bar was Vader's turf. Though it was completely unimportant, it was still his turf.

It represented Vader's reputation!

What those people had done was tantamount to provoking him, declaring war on him!

"Who was it?! I'll skin them alive and tear out their tendons!"

Vader forced the words through gritted teeth as he looked at his subordinate.

The one reporting to him was naturally the person in charge of Monarch Bar, also a God and Demon Walker.

He was at the third tier, a humanoid tank with considerable strength.

He was not a member of Vader's team—the gap between them was far too great. He was merely one of Vader's subordinates in the real world.

Of course, if they were fortunate—or unfortunate—enough to encounter each other during a mission, he would either cling to Vader's thigh or steer far clear of him, should their missions conflict.

"I... I don't know." The person in charge of Monarch Bar was pale. "The surveillance cameras didn't capture anything at all, but a bartender saw what the three of them looked like. I've already brought him here."

True illusion had to deceive even surveillance cameras.

Ao Yulie had accomplished that.

"Bring him in already!" Vader roared.

His mood had already been terrible lately.

There was no need to explain why.

The terrifying Demonic Monk Tang Xuanzang, who stood above all God and Demon Walkers and looked down upon them, had arrived.

Though he was unwilling to admit it, Vader knew that he, along with the other God