Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 318: Someone is Coming (Request for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Someone is Coming (Request for Monthly Tickets)

In the secret chamber,

Zhong Shenxiu allowed his spiritual energy to emanate, enveloping the ritual materials.

A mysterious barrier emerged as he lit the candle and drew a hexagram on the ground.

In each corner of the hexagram, there were strange runes carved.

"I offer the sacrifice of gold, seeking passage through history past..."

"I bind with the chains of silver, making a pact with what once was..."

"I vow with the medal of bronze, that I shall present an offering!"

His inspiration spread, scattering golden powder that caused the candle flames to surge, casting a burst of shimmering light.

Then, using silver chains and a bronze medal, he began the sacrifice.

And the offering?

Naturally, it was the ancient documents most cherished by the keepers of secrets, the more historically significant the better.

"Exchange the shadow of history with the offering of equivalent knowledge!"

Finally, Zhong Shenxiu chanted aloud.

His inspiration radiated outward, revealing a fog of history before his eyes.

Suddenly, the fog dispersed, and he saw an office.

Inside the office, a young man was engaged in covert talks with another dressed as a federal agent.

Before leaving, he stuffed a thick envelope into the other’s hand.

This young man, Zhong Shenxiu actually recognized.

"It’s you, O’Neill!"

He chuckled lightly, discontinued the ritual, and the dark chamber returned to normal.

"Divining the past indeed proves easier than foretelling the future, for the past cannot be altered and any actions taken always leave traces... the future holds endless possibilities!"

Zhong Shenxiu stepped out of the chamber and saw Scarface, who had been waiting, ready to get the name from him and take care of the opposition.

It must be said that at this time, with Scarface’s expertise in gunplay and various newly developed Spiritual Wines, O’Neill, merely an ’Exceller’, likely only had death awaiting him.

Of course, the man seemed to have some background.

"O’Neill... Alice’s senior, the head of the Annihilation Spirit Light School!"

Zhong Shenxiu slowly spoke.

A bloodthirsty glint appeared in Scarface’s eyes, "He is also the son of a city councilman, but tonight we could kill the councilman and his entire family as well, same goes for the Annihilation Spirit Light School."

"Don’t be so violent..."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed, "I’ll talk to him, I believe O’Neill will soon realize his errors and become our friend."

Scarface truly trusted the boss’s persuasive skills,

since he had watched him convince Jamie the same way.

...

Night fell, and Whisperer No.2 Bar was open for business as usual.

Zhong Shenxiu stood behind the bar, dressed as a bartender, with a wine pot, cocktail shaker, and jigger in hand... mixing himself a Martini.

The triangular glass sparkled, rimmed with a slice of lime.

He held the drink, took a light sip, and his face showed satisfaction.

At that moment, a young man and woman entered, none other than O’Neill and Alice.

Alice wrapped in a fox fur coat, appeared languid, "Please make me a ’Pick Any Zodiac’ cocktail!"

O’Neill, ever the gentleman, took Alice’s handbag and coat and sat smiling to the side, looking every bit the polite gentleman.

If Zhong Shenxiu had not already secretly confirmed through the ritual that the mastermind was him, even Scarface might not believe that this cultured man was undermining the bar behind the scenes.

’But then again, it can’t be said that way, underground bars are inherently a shady business, subject to being hit... it’s to be expected.’

Zhong Shenxiu pondered internally, smiling back, "Of course, how about a Bloody Mary?"

As he spoke, he freely splashed different liquors, crafting a cocktail red as blood, and presented it to Alice.

"Not bad, I like this..."

Alice’s eyes lit up as she picked up the wine glass and took a sip, immediately squinting her eyes in contentment.

Beside her, O’Neill gazed at Alice with utmost tenderness, his demeanor impeccable; only Shenxiu could detect the well-hidden trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"Alice, I just remembered something about the last step of that experiment you conducted... there seems to be a mistake..."

O’Neill suddenly remembered something and mentioned it to Alice.

Alice exclaimed in surprise, swiftly turning to Shenxiu and saying, "Sorry... I just remembered there’s something I haven’t done; I need to go."

She grabbed her coat and handbag and hurriedly left the bar.

O’Neill straightened his clothes and sat in Alice’s recently vacated seat, suddenly exuding an air of superiority as he knocked on the table, "Bring me a drink, bartender!"

His intonation was measured, fully revealing a calm, composed demeanor, a sensation of superiority emanating from him.

Shenxiu didn’t move, but just smiled and said, "You knew about that mistake earlier, didn’t you? You didn’t mention it, hoping that Alice would make an error so that you could save her and win her favor, right?"

O’Neill’s face looked as if he had been punched, showing a momentary lapse, but he quickly recovered, "Yes, you cost me an opportunity, I must tell you, Li Wei Mojito, if you still want to run this bar and not end up in prison, you’d better stay away from Alice!"

As he spoke, a man with a scarred face beside him could no longer contain his anger and picked up a glass bottle.

But O’Neill, being the mysterious figure he was, would not be attacked by a mere mortal.

Crash!

The next moment, a glass bottle exploded behind his head.

O’Neill’s face was filled with astonishment, blood mixed with the drink dripped from his cheeks; he wobbled and fell down, revealing a chubby-cheeked youth behind him who looked at Shenxiu with a smile, "Boss, do you remember me?"

"Gross? How did you find this place?"

Shenxiu was slightly surprised.

"The Three-eyed Feathered Serpent is a very unique bloodline, one of the five rings, and only this school possesses it. The only heritage of the five rings is here, so it was not too difficult."

With deep respect, Gross replied, "It just took some time to come here, and for this, I even asked my family to use that door, but I can’t say more about it. Anyway... I found your school, and an apprentice named Jason told me you might be here, so I came to express my gratitude."

Gross bowed deeply, showing none of the airs of a ’promoted one.’

After all, a ’Perfector’ unquestionably ranks as a heavyweight in the mystical world, and even the Nightingale Family would handle him with seriousness.

"You... you dare..."

At that moment, O’Neill too got up, his face full of fury, devoid of his earlier dignity.

After all, anyone whose face was covered in glass shards and blood and still trying to maintain so-called dignity would find it an arduous task.

"What do you want to say, threaten me?"

Gross turned around, his tone suddenly darkened, "Before you speak, take a look at this!"

He flaunted the Nightingale insignia in his hand, laughing arrogantly, "I am the Nightingale Family’s second young master, the genius Gross! Now, you can state your background..."

O’Neill’s throat seemed to choke up.

His father was merely a councilman, while the Federation Government was actually controlled by the Sage Council and various consortia.

The name of the Nightingale Consortium was even he reverently acknowledged.

If his father learned that he had offended such an heir to the consortium, he might well be ordered to apologize.

What about the head of the Annihilation Spirit Light School?

The Nightingale Family’s influence in the mystical realm was only stronger than his own school!

Even in personal strength, successfully attacking him silently, suppressing his counterattack with spirit, and embarrassing him like this showed that his opponent had reached the rank of ’Promoter’!

By comparison, O’Neill felt he was nothing!

His mentor only thought that in five years, he might have a chance to break into the Red River.

At this moment, O’Neill’s face showed a mix of expressions, his body trembling violently.

Reason told him that he should apologize sincerely and seek forgiveness.

But the rage nearly obliterated everything.

In this moment, O’Neill, who often used his family background to bully others, finally knew what those he had bullied felt like.

"I can see, you’ve upset my boss..."

Gross narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile carried sinister words, "If you can’t get my boss’s forgiveness, imagine the consequences..."