Departure

Klein: "Mr. Priestess, I have something important to discuss. Please come back."

Su Lin: "I already paid."

Klein: "Mr. Light God, I have a new commission for you."

Su Lin: "I need to teach my students."

Klein: "."

Klein: "@Su Lin, turn on your microphone and get your ass back here!"

In an instant, several messages went out almost simultaneously. Not a single reply came back.

That day, Zhou Mingrui returned to the realm of the Land Keyboard Immortal.

Some people in the Chat Group realized something: the great Mr. Fool had sacrificed himself as an offering to the group's greatest Evil God. For a long time to come, they needn't worry about becoming prey.

Across mountains and rivers, beneath the same moon and sky, Holy Light shone upon all realms and brought them peace. Praise the omniscient, omnipotent Primordial God.

Amen!

Faced with the group's teasing, Klein replied, "Don't misunderstand. I was only acting just now. It helps me maintain my humanity."

Whether they believed him or not, a somewhat restless Mr. Fool now sat at the center of the banquet table. Audrey and Fors of the Tarot Club sat to his right, while Sharron sat alone to his left.

"Please enjoy your meal. May our esteemed guests have a wonderful evening."

In both bearing and beauty, the three ladies ranked among the finest in Backlund's upper circles. One young lady was visibly nervous, but that very authenticity only underscored how exalted the sole gentleman at the head of the table must be.

Yet the gentleman showed not a trace of expression. Even three magnificent gemstones failed to move him, and his gaze remained fixed on the service staff.

"Please ring the bell if you need anything."

The manager of Cerenzo Restaurant concealed the envy and awe in his