Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

“So, you really don’t want to bring him back?”

A sentence suddenly appeared on the computer screen. Wen Yu glanced at it and gently shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

“What you’re doing… is very rational, but not emotional…”

Wen Yu simply remained silent in response.

“You’re in the Demon Realm, you haven’t set up any ‘foreshadowing’ for Tang Haofei, have you?”

Lin Haifeng in the computer kept probing Wen Yu's conscience. Seeing this, Wen Yu just shook his head and quietly closed the computer.

Right now, Wen Yu didn’t want to hear Lin Haifeng’s “great philosophy.” He just needed to know that without Tang Haofei, he would be safer and more valued by the sovereign; that was enough...

...

For the first time, Gul experienced the life of the “upper class.”

Luxury mansions and delicious delicacies — everything undoubtedly opened Gul’s eyes, who was just a “local bumpkin.”

Sitting in Arthur’s courtyard, enjoying the natural breeze, relishing the romance of a man-made beach while eating tasty snacks, this kind of sugar-coated bomb almost corroded Gul's little heart.

“Hee hee hee, you’re so bad, sir~~~”

A strange giggle came from beside him. Gul turned his head to see Tang Hao hugging a beautiful maid, wearing a lewd smile.

Perhaps sensing Gul's gaze, Tang Hao looked up at him, pondered for a moment, then patted the maid’s backside, signaling her to leave first, before walking over to Gul.

“Big cousin!”

Tang Hao casually sat down beside Gul, hugging him with a tone now infused with a sense of recklessness and ease compared to before.

“Arthur and Yaven aren’t here; it’s just the three of us…”

As he spoke, Tang Hao waved his hand at Qin Shaoan, who was sipping juice with a worried expression, and Qin Shaoan sighed and stood up, walking over to his “boss.”

“I’m telling you, all the servants who can enter the Sequence Mansion are top-notch. You’d find it hard to come across such caliber even in the top clubs of Beijing. Since the elders aren’t around, let me pave the way for you, little bro.”

“Look…”

Tang Hao pointed to a yacht in the center of the man-made lake.

“Take it there and enjoy yourself.”

After speaking, Tang Hao hugged Gul's shoulder with a strange smile on his face...

Gul felt the hostility.

He struggled to shake off Tang Hao's hold, but the returning force felt like an iron gate, tightening more and more!

Gul fell silent.

He suddenly understood that this place was not only the center of the entire world but also a huge whirlpool of danger. In this kind of profit-oriented environment, his identity as Wen Yu’s ‘godson’ was not just a shield but also the source of all crises.

It wasn’t until Gul’s face turned red that Qin Shaoan finally spoke up.

“Brother Hao, that’s enough. Just greet the newcomer; don’t make it awkward…”

As the top-tier second-generation group of Beijing, this small group led by Tang Hao naturally had a threshold for entry.

Age was one — that was also why Lin Que and Fang Yuqiong couldn’t enter. Strictly speaking, they were the leading figures of the second-generation group, but having gone through tribulations, they no longer wanted to play around with Tang Hao's crowd.

What remained was identity and strength.

Gul possessed both, earning him a ticket to this little group.

But a ticket was merely a ticket...

It was like buying a ticket to a bar; whether one could take home a beauty was still uncertain.

Moreover, the issues within were far more complex than just picking up girls at a bar.

Qin Shaoan didn’t understand the relationship between Tang Hao and Gul, but Tang Hao did, and Gul had only a vague understanding.

Gul remained silent until Tang Hao suddenly loosened his arm. He looked at Gul, regaining his previous cheerful and carefree expression.

“I was just joking with you, big cousin, don’t mind it. By the way, big cousin, I noticed you seemed to be thinking about something when you first heard about this task. Did you, um, come up with any discoveries?”