"The Immortal Clown!"
Bending his top hat ever so slightly, the masked man stood up from his seat, making the already paranoid Lin Yue pause in shock as she thought he was about to act on her.
Oh no! He seems to be more of a madman than I thought.
Is this how I, Lin Yue, former princess of City B, meet my end?
At least, this is much better than marrying that brat from the Mu Family.
Thinking of this, Lin Yue closed her eyes as she seemingly resigned her fate to whatever happened next. Fortunately, what she dreaded most didn't happen.
One... two... three... seconds passed, and Lin Yue, who thought she would have died by now, was too surprised to find out nothing had happened. However, just when she was about to open her eyes to see what was going on, a hot breath suddenly blew into her ears, sending shivers down her spine.
"Hey miss, why are you so scared? Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
"I just need you to do an itsy-tiny bit of a favor for me."
Hearing the familiar voice of the clown and feeling the cold blade still placed on her lap, Lin Yue knew that this wasn't him asking for a favor; rather, it was an order. Luckily, what the clown asked for next wasn't too much for her to do—rather, it was too little, in her opinion.
"Miss Lin, you should be a streamer, if I'm correct? Why don't you open your device and start streaming?"
"I promise neither you nor your viewers would be disappointed," said the clown.
Unfortunately, Lin Yue at this moment was still scared out of her mind and quickly opened her broadcast, hoping everything would end with that.
And as for what the clown showed on her live broadcast, that was none of her business. After all, the highest that could come from it would be her being banned for showing something inappropriate. Compared to her losing her life, Lin Yue felt that being banned might not be so bad.
So, with that in mind, she quickly put her phone back on her selfie stick and started to go live.
And thanks to her popularity as a streamer, as if on cue, tens of thousands of viewers had already begun to pour in, all wanting to see their goddess. Unfortunately, what came into their view was some sort of clown in a crying mask.
{ RoaringDog64: ??? What happened to the goddess?
Daoist Lin Fan: Isn't she meant to be at the City Lord's party? How did she get to some sort of cosplay event?
Lao Lan: Goddess, come outside and explain!
YourFather 269: Goddess, come outside and explain! Anonymous user154:
Goddess, come outside and explain!}
Soon, a barrage of questions demanding an explanation appeared on the screen, and everyone was confused by what was going on.
The clown, seeing this, couldn't help but smile underneath his mask as he spoke.
"Miss Lin, you did not disappoint me; your fans are more active than I expected."
"Just for that, I've decided not to kill you."
Grabbing the selfie stick, he turned to make the video show the image of Lin Yue sitting with a knife placed against her neck.
After which, he once again held the camera to his face as he spoke to the audience.
"Hello viewers from all over the world, don't worry, your lovely Miss Lin here is fine, and yes, we're still at the City Lord's party."
"As for who I am, you can call me the Immortal Clown, and I'm here to put on a great show for you! No, the world!"
Talking with a hint of madness in his tone, the clown suddenly turned the camera to the stage before he continued speaking.
"Now for my first trick, I'm going to let the life of that man on stage disappear!"
Hearing this, both the viewers and Lin Yue suddenly had a bad premonition in their minds. Unfortunately, it was too late.
Bang!
With a loud bang, before anybody could react, the man on stage, Ma Hongjun, who was still introducing everyone, suddenly dropped dead with a gunshot hole in his head.
(RoaringDog64: Crazy! Isn't this murder!
Emperor Zen: Damn, the goddess is in trouble!
Lao Lan: Upstairs is right, this clown is crazy; someone should call the police.
Anonymoususer64: You guys wait first, look, security is rushing over.)
Watching Ma Hongjun fall to the ground, the audience, who were not expecting such a twist, suddenly burst out with hundreds of comments.
Not only that, the view count instantly reached half a million, with thousands pouring in by the second; obviously, what happened just now had begun to spread.
And the clown, watching this happen, burst into a loud laughter as he pulled a mic out of nowhere and began speaking, only this time to the crowd present.
"Hello people of City B, I am the Immortal Clown, and I am a magician!"
"And talking about magicians, did you like my trick just now?"
"I made the life of that person on stage vanish into thin air!" laughed the clown.
Handing back the selfie stick to Lin Yue, he swaggered in the direction of the stage, not caring about the people's various reactions, as he spoke.
"Now can you guess what my next trick would be?"
"Let me give you a hint: I'll give you guys an amount of time, and then you make a million dollars appear here within that time."
"Isn't that fun? You guys are involved in my next trick!"
Pointing his gun from the top of the stage, the Immortal Clown continued to laugh as he shamelessly began to rob and threaten everyone.
However, just when everyone was scared, the angry voice of the City Lord suddenly sounded, gaining everyone's attention.
"Guards! What the hell are you doing?"
"Go arrest this buffoon who dared ruin my party!" he shouted.
Hearing this, the crowd, who were already tense, relaxed a bit as they suddenly remembered the loads of security they encountered on the way here.
And sure enough, with the City Lord's shouting, tens of men in all-black suits holding guns and batons rushed to the stage. Obviously, they weren't in the mood for any more tricks.