But given Su Wei's character, even if Tong Zizhu ran away from home, he would probably arrange her life in secret. Just like he secretly protects Su Zimai.

Fortunately, the Gu family won't participate in this Year Beast incident, and Su Wei has already completely retired. Otherwise, if Tong Zizhu saw Su Wei on the battlefield, she might start questioning life, Xia Pingzhou thought to himself as he sipped some orange juice.

As he was pondering, the hacker looking at his phone from afar spoke up:

"In case you're not clear about the situation, let me clarify: the leader received a message from Bai Tanlang, saying that on August 24th, which is three days from now, the Year Beast Monarch will start a battle in Hai Fan City and Lake Hunting. That's when we'll officially begin our operation."

He paused for a moment: "Although there's a high chance Lake Hunting is aware of our arrival, as they have a lot of spies in the city, it's best to not stir up trouble in these three days and keep a low profile."

As he said this, the hacker turned his head, looking contemptuously at the slot machine kid who was leaning against the bar counter.

At that moment, Anluns was chatting with Ryukawa Chiba about the relationship between gambling and psychology.

Anluns believed a good psychologist has the potential to be a good gambler, and conversely, a good gambler can become a psychologist. So, he invited Ryukawa Chiba to play cards with him, thinking it might pique his interest.

Ryukawa Chiba replied that he was different, saying if he sat at a gambling table, he wouldn't be able to resist dissecting the other players' brains.

"Did you hear me, slot machine kid?" the hacker asked.

Only upon hearing the hacker speak did Anluns turn his head to meet his eyes.

"What are you looking at, kid?" Anluns asked with a smile, taking a sip of wine, "Do I look like someone who would stir up trouble?"

"Isn't it the last time in Tokyo, someone blew up an entire underground bar of a gang and made it to international news, exposing our whereabouts," Robert scratched the mechanical box on his head.

Anluns laid his arms on the bar counter nonchalantly with a chuckle, "That was purely because the slot machine gave me the wrong sign. Besides, aren't all our actions done openly?"

"Yes, it gave you the wrong sign. Would've been great if the slot machine could directly send you away," Yanmo Lin, leaning on the other end of the bar, said as she sharpened her knife.

Anluns turned to look at her.

He spread his hands and said seriously, "Sister Ripper, can't your hostility towards me be a bit less?"

Yanmo Lin said, "Really? Well, next time I'll just chop you, how do you want it done?"

"White-cut chicken." Tong Zizhu suddenly said.

"Good idea." Yanmo Lin agreed.

"Oh, even the newbie is bullying me now?" Anluns shrugged, downing his drink.

Tong Zizhu rolled her eyes at them: "I meant I want white-cut chicken for lunch, it's rare to be back in China, of course, I want some local cuisine... It was miserable eating in Norway."

"Ha... haha..." The Bloodline giggled, holding her stomach. Her sense of humor was always peculiar.

"Vampire lady, a glass, please." At this point, Andrew pushed an empty glass toward Bloodline over the bar, his voice low.

"Andrew, are you overworked recently? Still thinking about Lan Duoduo?"

Bloodline filled the glass with wine, pushed it back to Andrew, and glanced at him.

"Am I?" Andrew rubbed his stubble, hunched over while drinking. He took a deep breath and pulled a blue earring from his denim jacket, a fierce light flashing in his pupils, "I'm doing great, never better. Just can't wait for the moment to slaughter Zhou Jiuya, it thrills me so much that I can't wait another second."

Having said that, he raised his trembling hand and gulped down the wine in his glass, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Bloodline, resting her chin in her hand, casually asked, "Speaking of, didn't you use the remaining Dragon Blood to forge a bullet called 'Dragon Ash'? Do you still have the bullet?"

Part of the Ancient Dragon Blood they obtained from the Whale Terrarium's royal vault was absorbed by Bloodline to enhance herself, helping her quickly break through the Catastrophe Level threshold. The other portion was made by Andrew into a special bullet.

"Of course it's still there. That bullet is reserved for that bastard," Andrew said hoarsely, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his expression dark.

"That's good." Bloodline replied softly, "Seeing that someone cares so much about Lan Duoduo, she'd surely be happy. Really wonder if anyone would care about me if I died."

She said this, curling her lips as she picked up her glass, her crimson eyes looking toward the ceiling.

"Truly the Longevity Love-Chasing Old Lady, suddenly getting sentimental," the hacker said with a blank expression, "Must be thinking of her 1001 again, translated as: 'Ah, if I die, would my 1001 brother come to find me, would he hold my corpse and cry his heart out?', haha, women are just petty."

Bloodline seemed too lazy to deny it, simply holding her shoulder with one hand, sipping her red wine.

Suddenly, Xia Pingzhou turned to look at Bloodline, "Once you meet 1001, what do you plan to do?"

Bloodline thought for a moment, resting her chin in her hand, "Go with him... or take him with me."

"What if he doesn't take you, nor goes with you?" Xia Pingzhou continued to ask.

"Hmm... then even if I turn to ashes, I'd stick to him," Bloodline smirked, "This life is his gift, having lived this long is enough. Having finally found him, how could I let him run away from me again?"