One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

However, the security level here has actually reached its highest level since the museum was built.

Outside the venue, a long line of black special service vehicles belonging to Nadutong Company were parked.

The company's employees were stationed every three steps and sentries every five steps, scanning everyone who approached.

Inside the venue, the elite troops of the Wang and Lü families were fully armed and blocked all entrances and exits.

Even a fly that hasn't registered any Qi fluctuations can't get in.

Today, a "public trial" that will be recorded in the history of the supernatural world will be held here.

Subject of trial: Ma Xianhong, successor of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

As time went on, the leaders of various sects, the heads of aristocratic families, and renowned independent figures began to enter the scene one after another.

The VIP area on the first floor of the venue was temporarily transformed into a huge circular conference room.

At this point, this place has become a large social venue for the top figures in the world of supernatural beings.

"Oh my! Mr. Lü, Mr. Wang! Congratulations!"

Feng Zhenghao led Feng Xingtong forward with a broad smile on his face.

He perfectly embodied the humility of a Confucian businessman.

He then cupped his hands in greeting to Wang Ai and Lü Ci, who were standing in the center of the hall, enjoying the attention of everyone:

"The two gentlemen presided over the overall situation today and suppressed the evil spirits. They are truly role models for us."

"It's safest to entrust this Divine Craftsmanship to the two of you to guard!"

Wang Ai had specially changed into a dark red Tang suit today, and was leaning on a brand new cane.

His face, which usually resembled an old orange peel, was now glowing with health.

It's as if the words "I'm going to master the Eight Extraordinary Techniques today" are written all over his forehead.

"Hehe, President Feng, you're too kind. It's all for the peace of the supernatural world, and Brother Lü and I have no choice but to do our part."

Wang Ai spoke in an official tone, but his eyes revealed an undisguised smugness and arrogance.

Lu Ci, touching the scar on his face, looked around with a forced smile:

"Of course. This platform is set up today to show the whole world what rules are!"

"Anyone who dares to object to this decision is going against both of our families!"

Watching these two old foxes sing in unison here.

The younger generation sitting in the audience not far away had already begun to complain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Old Wang, look at those two old men, their tails are practically wagging in the air."

Zhuge Qing waved his folding fan, his tone tinged with sarcasm:

"Their behavior is too disgusting. Anyone who didn't know better would think that the Divine Machine Refinement is already the private property of the two families."

Wang Ye slumped in his chair, holding a thermos in his hand, and yawned listlessly.

"Let them show off. What do you call this? This is called a monkey wearing a crown."

"Do they really think they built this platform themselves? It was just a trap set up for them by that guy upstairs."

Lu Linglong, standing beside her, glanced with her large eyes toward the top of the second floor:

"Exactly! If God weren't too lazy to deal with this kind of nonsense, they wouldn't be putting on airs here."

……

at the same time.

On the second floor, in the largest panoramic VIP room with the best view.

The art style is quite... extravagant.

The private room was covered with a thick handmade wool carpet.

Zhang Tianyi wore an extremely sophisticated dark-patterned black suit today, without a tie.

The top two buttons of his shirt were casually undone, exuding a lazy and sexy scumbag vibe.

He sank deeply into the large Italian leather sofa.

He was shaking the Romanée-Conti in his hand.

"Master, it's almost 10:30, the conference is about to start."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the private room, Zhang Chulan was holding a telescope, sticking his butt out, and looking around at the entrance passage downstairs.

"I looked for a long time, but I didn't see a single person who looked like Qu Tong."

Zhang Chulan put down the binoculars, his face full of certainty:

"I think this woman is definitely scared!"

"Knowing you've set a trap here, she wouldn't dare come to this treacherous banquet even if she had ten times the courage!"

"Coward?"

Zhang Tianyi chuckled softly, picked up his wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and gently shook his head.

"Grandson, you underestimate a woman who can orchestrate such a grand scheme in the world of supernatural beings."

"If she doesn't come, then all her hard work over the past few decades will have been for nothing."

"We should have more faith in her."

Zhang Tianyi ignored Zhang Chulan's rambling and turned to look at Chen Duo, who was sitting obediently beside him.

"Come on, girl, open your mouth."

Zhang Tianyi peeled the skin of a grape and naturally offered it to Chen Duo's lips.

She obediently opened her little mouth and ate the grape.

Is it sweet?

"Yes, it's sweet." Chen Duo nodded.

"Sweet is just right."

Zhang Tianyi pulled out a wet wipe and dried his hands, then his expression turned slightly serious, and his tone became earnest:

"Girl, today is a good day to give you a social practice lesson."

"Close your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Duo immediately closed her eyes obediently.

"Clear your mind and activate the thunder seed I left for you."

Zhang Tianyi's voice was deep, carrying a strange, guiding force:

"Thunder is the pivot of heaven and earth, capable of detecting the most subtle changes in the magnetic field in the world."

"Use your lightning breath to spread out and sense the aura of those thousands of people downstairs."

Chen Duo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a purple-gold arc of electricity flashed across her body.

“Tell me, what did you feel?” Zhang Tianyi asked.

Chen Duo closed her eyes, her brows furrowed, and described her sensations somewhat awkwardly:

"It's very messy... very chaotic..."

"Some people are like a ball of fire, very impatient; others are like a pool of stagnant water, very cold."

"And there are two old men sitting right in the front..."

Chen Duo carefully examined it and gave her evaluation:

"The air around them was dark and murky."

"Hahaha! Not bad!"

Zhang Tianyi laughed loudly and patted Chen Duo's head approvingly:

"See? This is the true face of this mortal world. They spout benevolence and morality, but their hearts are full of thievery and debauchery."

"Remember this feeling. If you encounter someone with such a dirty aura in the future, just slap them to death instead of wasting your breath on them."

Zhang Chulan listened from the side and grinned.

Isn't the advisor's educational method a bit too hardcore?

If Junior Uncle goes out to make his way in the world after this, won't he become a female killing god?

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to persuade his advisor to educate him on civilized behavior...

"Knock knock knock".

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

Zhang Chulan suddenly turned around, his body shimmering with golden light, as if facing a formidable enemy.

You should know that the corridor on this floor has double security from both the company and the Wang family. Who could sneak out of the door without making a sound?

Zhang Tianyi showed no surprise whatsoever.

"coming."

Zhang Tianyi downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

"Enter."

"Click".

The doorknob was turned.

A woman slowly walked into the private room.

The moment Zhang Chulan saw this woman, his eyes widened and his brain even briefly went blank.

The person who arrived was none other than Qu Tong, the president of Yaoxing Society!

But it was completely different from the sinister and cunning mastermind image that Zhang Chulan had imagined.

Qu Tong was dressed to the nines today.