The night was black as ink.
Yue Xiaofei stood by the window. In his eyes, Longdu's countless lights had become pieces on a chessboard about to be thrown into chaos.
His phone screen was still lit, showing the Reverse Scale team chat. Everyone's icon was bright. They were all online.
"Xiaofei, we've got the plan. We'll get it done!"
Wild Chicken's voice was as lively as ever, brimming with excitement at the thought of stirring up trouble.
"But what exactly is this 'big gift' you mentioned? Can't you give us a hint? I'm dying to know!"
"Yeah, little brother Xiaofei, tell us!"
Man-Rat Han Duoduo joined in. "I love opening presents! Whatever you've prepared has got to be explosive!"
Yue Xiaofei listened to his teammates' overlapping questions, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.
He spoke slowly. His voice was quiet, yet it reached every one of them clearly:
"Isn't the Cao Family holding a grand state funeral for Cao Longxiang? Don't they want the whole world to remember the 'honor' bestowed on their second young master?"
"Then our gift should be worthy of this 'prince.'"
"On the day of Cao Longxiang's funeral, I'm going to broadcast every recording of him massacring civilians and abusing prisoners of war on overseas battlefields across every electronic screen on Changping Street. The whole world will see it."
"I want everyone to see what the Cao Family's precious prodigy really was!"
"I want Cao Zhengchun to watch the son he's so proud of get nailed to history's pillar of shame, his name disgraced forever!"
"So what do you think? Is this 'gift' grand enough?"
When Yue Xiaofei finished, the call fell dead silent for several seconds.
Then came a burst of gasps and cries louder than any before!
"Holy shit! A worldwide broadcast?!