Lucifer wanted to chase after him, but because of his disrespect, he was weak all over and could only kneel rigidly on the ground. Mai Zi, beside him, had yet to react. She had never expected that, as a demon herself, she would be completely fine.
Qin Fen walked out of Lucifer's nightclub carrying Dracula's bottle of red wine. Though he still did not know how to send the guy back, he did not dwell on it. Based on what he had seen and heard today, the kid was at least not that bad.
Living without a care was not tiring. Qin Fen firmly believed in one thing in life: when the boat reached the bridge, it would naturally go straight.
On the other hand, all of his Seventy-Two Transformations had been unlocked, so the issue of Merit was once again on the agenda. He was still far from having enough. Restructuring the lottery department and establishing a payment platform were urgent matters. Those would also be his means of obtaining massive amounts of Merit. Once the Robot Competition was over, he would begin making arrangements.
Glancing at the wine, Qin Fen decided to return to the hotel first. Standing on the brightly lit street, he saw that although night had fallen, the colorful lights of the shops along the roadside still flickered, while the streetlamps adorned the city with their pure white glow.
Qin Fen felt the temperature of Magic City. The cold made him shiver, and a problem occurred to him. Magic City was so huge; it was no longer simply a matter of wanting to look around. It seemed... "Seems like I didn't drive here, and I don't even know how to take the subway?"
Reaching into his pocket, Qin Fen breathed a sigh of relief. Even