When the flying car Fatty was riding approached Devil's Paradise along the highway... as a group of young people stood at the entrance of Devil's Paradise, ready for confrontation, watching a line of luxury flying cars bearing family emblems drive up, the news of Margaret's gathering had already spread through Feiyang's upper echelon.
Those who know a bit of the inside story but lack the qualification to participate can effortlessly imagine how those cunning veterans of Chen Mansion are digesting this news intently in the dark, how they are dialing the numbers of their offspring.
Even if they can't guess what the contenders of this grand hunting party will say or do. However, this night is like a sky already heavy with black clouds, everyone knows that the storm is inevitable.
Just like the lyrics softly crooned by a tavern singer 1,800 meters below.
"Who gets drenched in the rain, who watches the drama under the eaves?
