The next day.
A manor of the Hall Clan in the city suburbs.
Inside the luxurious hall.
Dozens of bigwigs from the United States' Dark World gathered here, chatting and laughing, with many occasionally casting cold glances at Ye Qiu sitting at the head seat.
"Demon King, calling so many of us here today, not even for a meal, but not even a table?" a bigwig named Brooks suddenly asked, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, the other bigwigs around also showed interest in Ye Qiu.
Today, the bigwigs present were all those who hadn't witnessed Ye Qiu's true strength, didn't submit to him, and naturally understood why he called them here.
Wasn't it just to establish dominance?
Regarding this matter, a group of bigwigs, especially those from top forces, were extremely disdainful at heart.
Establishing dominance, is it really that easy to achieve?
Just as everyone was wondering how Ye Qiu would handle the situation, a series of knocks reverberated through the door.
"Come in." Ye Qiu glanced at the door, speaking indifferently.
Immediately, with a creak, the door was pushed open, and several servants of the Hall Clan entered carrying many cups of coffee, then distributed them to all the bigwigs present with smiles.
The efficiency was high; in less than three minutes, the coffee was distributed, and Ye Qiu held a cup as well. However, on one servant's tray, there was actually an extra cup of coffee.
"Hehe." Instantly, the bigwig named Brooks laughed coldly, speaking meaningfully: "Demon King, calling us here, to put it bluntly, is just wanting our help. If you want people's help, you should show some sincerity.
But behaving like this, aren't you being too careless? There's even one extra cup of coffee, don't you know how many people should be here?"
"That's right, this isn't good."
"This clearly shows we're not being taken seriously."
With one person taking the lead, the other bigwigs also quietly chimed in.
Being pressured by everyone, Ye Qiu remained completely calm, smiling faintly as he said, "Gentlemen, don't misunderstand. It's not that there is one extra cup of coffee, but that one person is missing today. His name is Shel Morgan. Does anyone know what happened to him?"
Shel Morgan!
Upon hearing this name, the entire space instantly became silent!
All the bigwigs' expressions were exceptionally vivid!
How could they not know what happened?
They knew too well!
"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Morgan. I wondered why it felt like someone was missing. He seems unwilling to come." Brooks put on a look of sudden realization, the disdain in his eyes growing stronger.
"This guy shouldn't have any issues. He even sent me a video yesterday, saying he had violently beaten someone named Gael. The beating was brutal, so bloody I could barely watch."
"Gael? Brother, you must be joking. How could Gael be beaten? Gael is a follower of the Demon King; Morgan wouldn't dare beat him."
"F*ck! You've seen the video and still doubt me? It was Gael. While being beaten, he even called out the Demon King's name. The more he called, the worse the beating got. Sigh, this Morgan, he's too bold, not even giving face to the Demon King!"
The other bigwigs chimed in and then looked deeply at Ye Qiu!
After receiving Ye Qiu's invitation yesterday, they immediately got the news from Shel Morgan and the video of Gael being beaten, instantly understanding Hill Morgan's plan!
Clearly, this was a confrontation with the Demon King!
The most crucial part was that Hill Morgan had already vowed in the video, in front of all the bigwigs, to bring two thousand men to kill Ye Qiu!
Morgan is one of the top forces in the United States' Dark World!
Their attitude immediately gave many bigwigs, who were dissatisfied with Ye Qiu, the thought of rebellion, even if those who witnessed the Demon King's cruel methods advised them, they still wanted to come and watch a show!
Gael, a follower of the Demon King Ye Qiu, even after calling out the Demon King's name, got a severe beating. If Ye Qiu can't recover this face, how could he convince the masses?
Moreover, Hill Morgan had clearly stated he would bring two thousand men to kill Ye Qiu!
The bigwigs present simply didn't believe that Ye Qiu alone could stand against two thousand men!
This power disparity was just too great!
Boom!
Just as everyone was preparing to enjoy the spectacle, suddenly, a loud noise erupted, and the hall's door was smashed to pieces by a tremendous force. Instantly, dust flew everywhere, followed by a figure being flung in, crashing heavily onto the ground and rolling twice!
It was Gael!
At this moment, he was covered in wounds, with sinister gashes everywhere, his breath extremely weak, he pitifully raised his head to look at Ye Qiu, yet unable to say a word.
Clang!
The surrounding bigwigs hadn't even reacted to what was happening when, the next moment, a large knife flew in, dropping at Ye Qiu's feet.
Instantly, the whole space fell silent once more!
Series of gaze filled with some ridicule fell on Ye Qiu simultaneously.
In contrast, Ye Qiu remained utterly calm, slowly standing, walking forward tranquilly, lifting Gael up, and said indifferently, "Did Shel Morgan hurt you?"
"Yes!" Gael nodded weakly, replying, "He, he said now he only gives you two options: first, get out of the United States, second, go out to die. He, he's now outside with two thousand men!"
"It seems the Demon King is indeed in some trouble now." As soon as Gael finished speaking, Brooks was the first to come to his senses, knowing that Shel Morgan had brought people over, and instantly cast a mocking look at Ye Qiu, "But we agreed today was a gathering, I didn't bring anyone."
"Trouble, real trouble indeed, I didn't bring anyone either, this is really dangerous."
"Demon King, you invited us, tell us what to do?"
Other bigwigs further pressured Ye Qiu!
"Hehe!" Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on Ye Qiu's lips, he turned sharply, eyes locked on the large bright knife on the ground. A sharp killing intent burst forth from his eyes!
It seemed some people in this world felt they had lived too long!
Meanwhile, outside the manor.
On an endless expanse of ground, a dark mass was occupied by a group of murderous black-clad individuals!
For a moment, the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive!
Like an army, the aura was fierce, causing people to shrink back in fear just by watching from afar!
Shel Morgan had brought his men to kill!
"Hahaha!" Hill Morgan stood atop an off-road vehicle at the rear, looking at the overwhelming subordinates before him, then at the somewhat small hall in the distance, laughing arrogantly.
At this moment, he was already imagining what Ye Qiu's expression would be upon seeing such a grand spectacle.
Of course, and the scene of Demon King Ye Qiu's miserable death!
Everyone was armed, how could one person possibly handle them all?
"Brothers!" Half a minute later, Shel Morgan swept his gaze over the dark mass of his subordinates around him, shouting, "Now, it's time to call out that so-called Demon King!"
"Demon King come out!"
"Demon King come meet your death!"
Instantly, the shouts of killing resonated, echoing through the heavens and earth, deafening! At the same time, an overpowering murderous intent, like a storm, swept wildly, enveloping the entire space!