My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

Weiss breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It seems the problem isn't with Jin Cancheng...

However, following the direction the Rain Disciple pointed, the Little Sword Saint's expression gradually became somewhat subtle.

He pursed his lips with a meaningful look.

"Great news, great news..."

"What good news?"

"Hmph, I'm not telling you..."

The little swordsman snorted and turned his head away.

Weiss blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Does this mean I have to coax her?

So he tentatively moved a little closer to her.

Before he could even utter the first syllable, the little swordsman got up and went back into the carriage without looking back.

Weiss: Uh...

...

By daytime, the convoy had been fully reorganized.

They set off once again towards Golden Silkworm City.

The little swordsman kept the bed curtains drawn to prevent Weiss from peeking, so Weiss had no choice but to sit back down on the sofa, looking rather dejected.

Because there were many guards on both sides of the carriage during the day, and maids were accompanying them, their conversations were too easily overheard outside, so Weiss couldn't find an opportunity to be intimate with the little sword saint.

He watched the scenery along the way slowly recede through the carriage window. At first, he could indeed see many women with umbrellas on a sunny day, but as the carriage got closer and closer to the direction of Golden Silkworm City, he could no longer see any Rain Walkers.

As expected, their target was not Golden Silkworm City.

According to the original itinerary planned by Little Sword Saint, the caravan traveled for an entire day and showed no sign of stopping after nightfall.

The tutorial continues at the same pace; at this speed, we should arrive at the city walls of Golden Silkworm City before dawn.

Soon, in Weiss's sight, a faint golden light suddenly appeared at the end of the horizon.

Golden light outlined the complete silhouette of a city in the night.

The entire city wall seemed to be cast in gold, shining brightly even in the dead of night when it was pitch black. The iconic flags and banners of the Starry Night Merchant Guild hung on both sides of the city gate, making it extremely luxurious and extravagant.

This is the headquarters of the Starry Sky Merchant Guild...

Golden Silkworm City!!

Weiss couldn't help but feel a little wistful.

Wow, they're really rich...

The city wall stretched as far as the eye could see in the night, and its area seemed to be much larger than that of the Night Patrol Royal City.

The guards outside the city walls were all dressed in white uniforms with gold trim from the Starry Sky Merchant Guild.

A few days ago, when we set off, Aunt Bai mentioned that Golden Silkworm City was the only city in the area without a night patrol branch stationed there, and that the law and order were maintained by the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce on its own.

Even so, upon seeing the Lunette family's sword and halberd crest on the carriage, the guards at the gate respectfully waved them through without even daring to inspect it.

After passing through the city gate, the convoy continued for a considerable distance.

The entire street was filled with all sorts of places, including large casinos and bars that were open all night, as well as many hot spring resorts, creating an atmosphere of extravagance and decadence.

By the time the carriage finally stopped in front of the huge domed building that was the headquarters of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce, it was already completely light.

There are still more than ten hours until the deadline for meeting assembly.

Weiss didn't know whether they were early or late.

Once the carriage had come to a stop, the little swordsman finally lifted the curtain.

She had changed out of the flesh-colored nightgown she wore last night and put on the sharp purple coat again, with the belt around her waist cinched tightly, and her long, beautiful legs were encased in glossy black stockings.

Noticing that Weiss's gaze involuntarily darted down half an inch, the little swordsman chuckled lightly, disregarding past grievances.

"Brother-in-law, stop looking, get out of the car..."

Weiss: ?

So, is he still angry or not?

The two got off the carriage one after the other.

Immediately, a middle-aged man dressed in a custom-made uniform for a senior executive of the Chamber of Commerce quickly stepped forward, bowing deeply with a very respectful and humble smile.

"Young Sword Saint, Wind God... We warmly welcome you both!"

"Now all ten kings attending this meeting are present. Please follow me..."

After the male executive finished speaking, he stepped aside and gestured for the executive to come in.

Weiss and the young swordsman followed each other through the enormous, golden door.

"We still had a whole day ahead, but we turned out to be the last ones to arrive?"

Weiss's tone was somewhat surprised.

The little swordsman explained calmly from behind him:

"That's quite normal. After all, it's just the two of us in this area, which is why we can plan our itinerary."

"Those ten kings who are farther away probably set off as soon as they received the notice."

Soon, the two followed the executive through a long corridor covered with a gold carpet.

After passing through the last double door at the end of the corridor, the executive stopped, pushed the door open with both hands, and then stepped aside to gesture for him to come in again.

Weiss and Cassandra entered the enormous round table conference room one after the other.

Several pairs of eyes turned towards them at the same time.

Weiss couldn't help but slowly narrow his eyes.

Six people have already taken their seats.

Since his transmigration, this was the first time he had felt so much overwhelming and oppressive supernatural power, as if even the density of the air had become incredibly heavy and thin.

Weiss first looked at a woman wearing a black semi-transparent tulle dress.

Her skirt hung loosely down to her calves, revealing a section of pale ankle wrapped in black strappy high heels.

Her long, jet-black hair was pinned up at the back of her head with a hairpin, and a few stray strands of hair fell intentionally or unintentionally beside her ears. Her face was so exquisite that it was almost unreal, and her neck was as long and slender as a swan's.

The woman was currently supporting her chest with her arms crossed, a slender cigarette between her fingers.

Strangely, her eyes were shaped like a black stopwatch, with a second hand that was constantly turning clockwise.

Without a doubt, this is the fourth hour of the Star Clock, the Time Consort...

Sitting directly opposite Shi Zhifei was a man.

He had messy, blond hair, was not particularly fit, and not handsome. His eyes were deeply sunken, giving the impression of severe sleep deprivation.

Judging from the gold uniform he was wearing, it was clearly a custom-made piece for a high-ranking member of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce.

—Simon, the Golden Emperor, Vice President of the Golden Silkworm City Branch of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, his composure was admirable.

Because Shi Zhifei, who was sitting opposite him, was blowing smoke rings in his face in an almost provocative manner, but he remained completely unmoved, without even a change in expression.

After that, Weiss's gaze continued to sweep across the other seats.

A man with deep sea blue hair sat alone in an empty corner of a round table.

His long hair was tied into a low ponytail behind his shoulders. He was extremely handsome, but not the sunny and cheerful type; instead, he was somewhat gloomy.

Weiss understood it after just one glance.

This person's level of melancholy is probably far greater than mine.

This is probably the world's only male rain master, the Rain Lord...

A huge blue umbrella was placed on the table next to him. It was estimated to be at least four meters long, and its outline was even more exaggerated. It was hard to tell whether it was a rain gear or a battering ram.

Sitting to the right of Shi Zhifei, one seat away, was a woman dressed in a light-colored dress.

She held a slender sword in her arms, her face looking somewhat cold and haggard.

Her hair was a hazy light green, styled into a loose braid that slid down her left shoulder to her chest. Her eyes were vacant and unfocused, staring straight ahead. Even when Weiss and Cassandra pushed open the door, it did not cause her gaze to shift in the slightest.

This must be Bo Mu...

Although the intelligence reports said she was crazy, Weiss was surprised to find her quite quiet, giving off a gentle feeling of a broken wife.

Another male figure sat opposite the round table furthest from the door, draped in a heavy black robe. He exuded no extraordinary aura and was likely the Immortal, the leader of the Ten Kings.

It's somewhat similar to my aura and style after I activated the Wind Cloak.

But in comparison, Weiss felt that the extraordinary aura emanating from the other seat was even more exaggerated and conspicuous.

It was a woman with long, white, curly hair and dragon horns. Her hair was incredibly thick, with curls that rolled down from the top of her head to below her knees, like piled-up, compressed snow. On each side of her head grew a deformed white dragon horn.

She was wearing an extremely thick white coat, so thick that it didn't even look like a piece of clothing anymore; it was practically a bomb suit. The collar was turned up high, covering half of her face, and even from a distance, Weiss felt hot just looking at her.

Her right eyelashes were fine and curled like everyone else's, but the white eyelashes above her left eye were like the teeth of a wild beast, standing out sharply with angular edges.

Her two longan eyes looked like broken egg whites, with dense white blood vessels radiating outwards from the center of the pupils. The blood vessels were extremely thick and heavy, like etched cracks, giving people a very eerie and extremely dangerous sense of oppression.

This is the first person to exert immense pressure simply by making eye contact with Weiss.

The moment I met those white dragon eyes, I felt a stinging sensation all over my body, as if I were sitting on pins and needles.

Without a doubt, in terms of sheer imposing presence, no one present could compare to him.

The third seat of the Ten Kings, the White Dragon...

Weiss subtly shifted his gaze away from those unsettling dragon eyes, exchanged a glance with the Little Sword Saint, and then the two walked towards their respective seats.

The name tags on the seats already indicated their seating arrangements.

The young swordsman calmly sat down in the empty seat next to the white dragon.

Weiss, on the other hand, sat between the Time Princess and Twilight.

The atmosphere in the conference room was somewhat silent.

It should be noted that, apart from Little Sword Saint and Weiss, the others present were not only not allies, but also showing respect to Night Patrol and Starry Sky Merchant Guild by not directly engaging in a fight based on their mutual grudges.

In the oppressive silence, Shi no Mi silently took out a thin cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to Weiss.

Weiss politely accepted the cigarette, but did not touch the other person's lighter.

"Thanks, but I only smoke Black Liqun cigarettes; they help me keep my mind calm."

"Tasteless..."

Shi Zhifei muttered something under her breath.

I've never even heard of it, and I have no idea where the brand is from.

So I ignored him.

After waiting for a while, no one entered the venue.

Simon, the "Golden Emperor," placed his fingers interlaced on the table and finally began the meeting:

"First of all, on behalf of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce, I would like to thank everyone for coming."

"In this way, all ten kings summoned this time are complete, making a total of eight."

"Although Lord Cangwang has explicitly refused, the Night Patrol will also send other reinforcements to provide support."

"Then, the seventh seat of the Ten Kings, the Vice Leader of the Rusty Moon Cult, the Moon King, has agreed, but there's been no sign of him setting off yet. It seems he's only after a bottle of Dream Potion. It looks like he won't be attending this meeting..."

Wei Xiao: ......

[Wei Xiao: Hahahahahahahaha!!]

Although Weiss also found the actions of this Ten Kings somewhat mysterious.

But it wasn't quite to the point of laughing out loud.