Pei Yan's words were undoubtedly like a heavy bomb dropped in the restaurant. Raphael's smile gradually froze, and the entire restaurant fell silent. Casro, who was originally sitting at the end as an accompanying guest, jumped up from his seat and reached for his wine glass upon realizing what was happening.

"Is smashing the cup going to be the signal? How unoriginal. When it smashes, are there going to be five hundred, oh no! Three hundred axemen charging in to cut me to pieces?" Pei Yan sneered at Casro, mocking him while holding a cigar.

Hearing this, Casro's body stiffened, and he looked at his brother, unsure of what to do. Raphael, recovering from his initial shock, first glanced suspiciously at Sifuer and the others beside him, finding them equally stunned before turning to Pei Yan and said grimly, "Is it Miss Sifuer?"

"Peasant, that self-important Lord Mayord has never looked properly at us, the so-called defeated remnants without noble blood. But what happened in the end? He died due to his arrogance and ignorance, allowing us to take control of this refuge. I don't want to fall into his trap out of complacency. Do you understand, Casro?" Pei Yan mimicked Raphael's tone while talking, then picked up a fruit from the table, chewing on it voraciously, and as he finished, he looked at Raphael with a smile and said, "This fruit is really good and delicious. If possible, can you give me some seeds afterward, of course, assuming you're still alive."

Upon hearing this, Raphael instantly understood what was going on. These were words he privately discussed with his brother in the room that Sifuer could never have heard. Realizing the crux of the matter, Raphael instead relaxed, gesturing Casro to calm down, then leaned back into his chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Pei Yan with interest, "It seems like we've been completely surveilled by you, haven't we? Such a marvelous method; I didn't notice a thing. You know everything yet dared to come here; Mr. Shitang must be very confident!"

"Confident? It's just being forced to play a drama by someone who loves watching spectacles, but the ending is quite nice. At least I had an exotic feast I was quite satisfied with. As a return for this carefully prepared feast, Mr. Raphael, I'll give you a gift." Pei Yan muttered with a cigar in his mouth, sighing.

"A gift?" Raphael raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Yes, a gift! A disaster lying next to you!" Pei Yan said and snapped his fingers lightly. Behind him, a mechanical avatar moved its shoulder to set up two projectors. A light screen was projected onto the great stone wall of the banquet hall, and shortly after, the voices of men and women talking echoed in the hall.

Sifuer looked towards the sound and immediately blushed at the scene in front of her, turning her eyes elsewhere, but her ears perked up. On the screen were two people together, and with just a quick glance, Sifuer recognized the man as Raphael's brother, Casro, while the woman she didn't know, she presumed her to be Casro's lover.

Judging by the voices, the man and woman on the screen were clearly at a critical moment; the woman's screams and the man's roars were heard, with Casro muttering frenetically, "Hel, Hel, Hel."

Seeing this, Hel, who stood behind Sifuer, was already blushing with anger, her hands clenched tightly. Just as she was about to draw her longsword for a commotion, a low shout of "Sifuer!" suddenly reverberated in the restaurant.

Upon hearing the voice, Sifuer turned her head sharply towards the light screen. At this moment, Casro was rubbing his hands. The woman, curled up beside Casro, complained softly, "Being with me, yet calling out another's name! I don't know who this Hel is, isn't Sifuer the new Lady Lord? How come you're thinking of her too? Didn't you say a while ago she was going to be your brother's woman?"

"What Lady Lord? She's just a fallen noble. Sooner or later, my brother will take care of her." Casro said this while lowering his head, smiling at the girl's face, "And what belongs to my brother will eventually be mine!"

"I'll kill you!" Casro, whose secrets were exposed in public, had his face turn red and white and his limbs cold and stiff. When the last words echoed in the hall again, he couldn't control his emotions any longer. He roared, and a longsword materialized, his body transformed into a cloud of black mist, suddenly piercing towards Pei Yan, who was seated.

Ah! A scream followed. Before Casro's body reached Pei Yan, he stepped on an electromagnetic mine secretly placed around his body when everyone's attention was drawn to the light screen. His body paralyzed by electric currents, revealing his true form, he didn't have time to react. The two mechanical avatars behind Pei Yan took a step forward, one punching his body heavily, while the other grabbed Casro's head, slamming it onto the dining table, with a glowing electromagnetic cannon aimed at the back of his head.

"Don't move, or your head will end up exactly like that piece of armor." Said Pei Yan, standing up and walking to Casro, patting his face, which was pressed and distorted on the table, and smiling, "Oh dear, what kind of brother are you! Thinking about your future sister-in-law before she's even married, already in a hurry to put a green hat on your brother, huh! Oh, sorry, does the Hell Plane have the term 'green hat'? But even if it doesn't, you should understand what it means, right?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Casro, pinned to the table, was so humiliated that he forgot about his life, his entire body turned into a black mist, slipping away from the mechanical avatars' grasp; the next moment, the black mist drifted behind Pei Yan, a short dagger sliding up to Pei Yan's neck. Just as the blade was about to reach Pei Yan's body, a muffled groan was heard, and Casro's shape appeared from the black mist, rolling his eyes and collapsing at Pei Yan's feet.

Pei Yan kicked at Casro, who was collapsed on the ground. Unexpectedly, this colorless, odorless carbon monoxide worked quite well on the Demon Race, taking effect so quickly. However, it seems like he administered too much, given Casro's bodily reactions, probably already in a severe poisoning state. Whether the Demon Race physique can recover is unknown. Anyway, if it were a normal human, he'd be paralyzed even if saved.

"What did you do to him? Is it Poison Gas Magic?" Raphael stood up from the table, glaring at Pei Yan angrily.

"Poison Gas Magic? Sort of! Why, Mr. Raphael, I've removed a lurking wolf in sheep's clothing for you, aren't you grateful?" As he spoke, Pei Yan had completed full-body mechanization, leaving only his face uncovered.

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