344: Chapter 62: Holding a Small Meeting_4 344: Chapter 62: Holding a Small Meeting_4 “Purity talks so weirdly,” she pondered, pinching her chin.
“He says the Calamity God Festival is a transaction, but it clearly was established to commemorate Lord Yidou Nengmai…
Besides, the Calamity God Festivals have always been held in June, which is more than a month away from now.”
“What would happen if we held the festival earlier?”
“The Huojin God would certainly be angry!” the little witch illustrated dramatically, “It’s like someone makes a dinner plan with you for next Monday, Little Ce, but then suddenly shows up on this Friday banging on the door, saying ‘Something came up, let’s eat now so I can leave’—what would you think, Little Ce?”
“I would be livid, that’s what you’re talking about, Yan Qi.”
Rina couldn’t help but laugh.
“In any case, that’s how it is, and changing the location is the same.
The Lord of God pays great attention to etiquette and reverence.
Unless it’s an absolutely special case, there’s no way changing the time at the last minute would fly,” Rina added seriously, “Moreover, holding the Calamity God Festival requires very, very complex conditions.
We’re not even clear on the most core aspects, which require my grandmother’s full cooperation for a safely conducted event.”
The Calamity God Festival required cooperation from the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect…
conditions to be fulfilled…
a ritual to worship the Gods, witch…
The Lord of God would be angry…
At the Ji Yuan Festival, the image of the fox-faced witch’s graceful figure emerged in Gongsun Ce’s mind.
The speculations in Gongsun Ce’s head grew richer.
“Senior Sister, could you bother contacting Lady Chuyun later to ask about the details of the conditions for the festival?
There are some things I want to confirm.”
Gongsun Ce quickly changed the subject, “Mr.
Shiyu, what’s our next step in the plan?”
Shiyu Ling, with a sideways glance, said, “Hey, you’ve been leading the meeting, but now you’re asking Shiyu Lianyi?”
Shiyu can make it, it means the top brass must have made arrangements already.
Otherwise, are you really planning to fight your way to Jiushijiu Tower from the front?”
“I thought you were serious.”
If there were no plan, I’d really do that.
Gongsun Ce looked expectantly at his dear friend, “So what’s the plan?
You’ve been conserving your energy these past few days you’ve taken to come here.
Surely, you’ve prepared a super big surprise for us?”
“The plan is in progress,” Shiyu Lianyi said while habitually clearing up everyone’s utensils, “An experienced expert is preparing the preliminary work in Weiyuan City.
Depending on his success, we will decide whether to go for the aggressive plan A or the aggressive plan B.”
Both options don’t sound very gentle.
“We’ve known each other for so long.
Has this ‘plan A’ ever worked even once?”
“You have to believe that it will work one of these times,” replied Shiyu Lianyi, unconvincingly.
“Then let’s prepare to go straight to the action.” The Superpower User stood up from his chair, full of energy, “Direct assault on Weiyuan City!”
“…Um,” the little witch timidly raised her hand, “How are we supposed to get there?
There doesn’t seem to be any public transport near this small town.”
Thirty minutes later.
“Don’t you think, Mr.
Shiyu!” Gongsun Ce said, sitting at the passenger seat, resting his elbow on the window’s edge, “I’ve always thought that speeding through the western wilderness in a car is a very romantic idea!
And in an advanced armored vehicle, it even has that wild psycho vibe!”
“I think so too,” Shiyu Lianyi replied, gripping the steering wheel, “which is why I will not let you take the driver’s seat.”
The Superpower User conjured up a cowboy hat made of white matter and slapped it onto his head.
Just wait, when I get back I’ll snitch to Kardesia that you stole my toy.”
“Can we elevate the level of our conversation from kindergarten to at least elementary or middle school?”
I think keeping a little bit of childishness is just right.”
The two ladies in the back seat sighed simultaneously.
Shiyu Ling said in a lazy tone, “I don’t want to hear any more idiotic conversations.
“I’m not an AI!” Qiluo was so angry she bounced around on the screen, “Shiyu Ling, I’m going to turn your hair into a pink bubblegum color!”
“If you dare, I’ll tear his phone apart.”
“What does that have to do with me?!”
The little witch chanted in her heart that she wanted to go home, trying hard to make peace: “Qiluo-chan, don’t mind her~ I believe in your taste in music~”
“Hmph.” The idol lady begrudgingly pulled out a piano and hammered out a few scales in frustration.
Then, a fast-paced orchestral ensemble started, with lively drumbeats setting the mood, followed by a saxophone solo.
Gongsun Ce whistled along with the jazz melody.
The western dust of Dahe Island flew up, the armored vehicle carved a white line across the wilderness, speeding towards the distant horizon.