"Whew, whew, whew..." A series of whistles rang out aboard Van-Fem's Ship, snapping the stunned crowd back to reality.
Van-Fem clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him.
Van-Fem said, "It looks like you've all lost. I'll gladly accept your stakes."
A figure spoke from the pitch-black shadows. "Van-Fem, what was that? Who was that person? Do you know something?"
Questions poured incessantly from these powerful figures who kept themselves hidden.
After all, an attack on that scale defied all common sense.
Van-Fem said, "Who knows? You all know my rules, after all. I won't hold this against you this time, but don't blame me if I turn hostile next time."
Everyone immediately fell silent. There were some rules even they couldn't trample on.
The most important rule of Van-Fem's Banquet was that no one was allowed to pry into a guest's affairs.
If you already knew someone, that was your business, but trying to force information out about someone you didn't know broke the rules.
Van-Fem said, "All right, everyone. This Van-Fem's Banquet has come to a successful conclusion. I won't see you out. As for the winners, I'll transfer your winnings to your accounts."
Van-Fem had ordered them to leave, so they could hardly shamelessly linger. They needed to investigate that man's identity.
There was no need to ask why it had to be the man. None of the other four women looked capable of doing something like that.
Van-Fem returned to the observation deck on the highest level and gazed at Monaco, where the battle had just taken place.
"Dao Arts?" he murmured to himself. "I never imagined there were techniques like that. What a pleasant surprise."
Van-Fem had visited China over a hundred years ago. Aside from playing Chinese chess with the nation's leading players of