In the bar.
Boothill raised his arm to confirm that the device was hidden and functioning properly.
He gave a nod to the brothers who helped him install it.
"Alright, guys, I'm off!"
"This device can record and stream the entire ti. I'm basically a walking microphone now."
"When I et Acheron, you'll get to hear how I pull the trigger!"
At the bar counter.
Various people raised their glasses to Boothill.
"Good luck!"
"Don't rush to shoot when you see Acheron, you're no match for her."
"Don't worry, if Acheron makes a move on you, we'll hear it right away."
"Who said anything about making a move? I think Acheron just wants to send a ssage to the Galaxy Rangers."
Boothill strode out of the bar.
According to the intel.
Acheron would be attending a eting hosted by a family!
Boothill was now heading there to find Acheron and make her finish what she hadn't said that day. Using the na of the Galaxy Rangers also needed an explanation!
...
In Little Gui's live stream.
After the Dreammaster's threats.
Acheron calmly spoke: "Then you'll die."
"What I an is… all of you will."
It wasn't a threat or a boast, but a calm statent of fact.
After Acheron said this.
The Dreammaster was instantly silenced!
Fortunately.
A few seconds later.
Acheron added: "But that won't happen. As you said, I'll leave."
"A very wise choice."
"It seems there's no other option."
The Dreammaster nodded: "For you, this is indeed the only path. Please always rember, you and Penacony do not belong to the sa world. Those born on the other side cannot find a ho on this shore."
"Leave, and never return. The light of The Planet of Festivities is too dazzling, attracting too many liars, villains, and criminals, but even Harmony… would never welco a Self-Annihilator of Nihility."
"Especially when this Self-Annihilator seeks to drag everything around them into oblivion. Your power is clearly a gift from the Slumbering Formless One, bottomless, like a tributary flowing from the abyss, bringing death and sin to all living beings."
"Acheron… truly living up to the na."
Acheron stopped in her tracks.
She slightly turned her head.
And said: "Take this as advice from soone from the other side."
"You know better than I do."
"Penacony has already strayed from Harmony."
"No matter what your intentions are... I can only see one outco."
As she spoke, Acheron gazed at the Nightingale above.
"Its future is one of Nihility, just like all the worlds that have drowned in the shadow of It (Nihility)."
...
"Deviated from Harmony?"
"This obviously isn't about Gallagher's issue..."
"There's still a real mole within the family who hasn't been exposed!"
"I think the Dreammaster is highly suspicious, and Acheron's words also hint at a connection with the Dreammaster!"
"Sunday."
"Brother Sunday, care to explain? This Nightingale is publicly claid to be your servant! Yet it turns out to be the Dreammaster himself!"
"The Dreammaster and Sunday are under heavy suspicion!"
...
Conference room.
Old Yang and Aventurine naturally saw the barrage of comnts in the live stream.
For a mont, their gazes subtly fell on Sunday.
Old Yang was the first to speak, "Mr. Sunday, may I ask if Acheron's words in the plot are true?"
Sunday's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Indeed, they are."
"There is a force within the family that does not belong to Harmony, and it is stirring."
"And presumably, the so-called 'Discordant Noise' is the culprit behind my sister's vocal issues."
Aventurine leaned back slightly.
Adopting a lazy posture, he followed up, "From Mr. Sunday's tone, it seems you're not surprised by this?"
"Or rather, you've been aware of it for so ti?"
"Of course, that's also why I invited everyone here today to speak openly."
Sunday placed his hands on the table.
As if casually chatting.
Yet at this mont, he dropped a bombshell!
"I can clearly tell you both..."
"This new force originates from... [Order]."
Old Yang and Aventurine were stunned!
They never expected.
Sunday to so casually reveal this fact!
Aventurine first felt shock and surprise.
Then!
It was as if a teor had crashed in his mind!
Remnants of [Order] had appeared within the family!
And they had likely infiltrated to a very high position!
—This was unprecedented, heavyweight news!
Once made public.
The family's credibility would suffer a severe blow!
Even to the point where the managent of Penacony would need to be reevaluated!
In this way.
The company's reclamation of Penacony would gain another heavyweight bargaining chip!
But!
Why is Sunday suddenly so honest!?
Sothing's off!
Very off!
Aventurine even subconsciously prepared for defense.
Afraid that this old man might use so Harmony baptism against him and Welt, just like in the plot!
But as ti passed, second by second.
Sunday remained calm.
Seemingly giving them ample ti to react...
Just as Welt opened his mouth.
About to say sothing.
Outside the conference room.
A few dull thuds were heard.
Followed by two "thuds."
The family guards outside the conference room had been taken down!
However.
The door was slamd open.
Boothill walked in, twirling his pistol while scanning the people in the conference room.
A puzzled expression appeared on his face.
"Why are there only a few of you?"
"Where's Acheron?"
Sunday, Aventurine, and Old Yang, all seasoned in handling big scenes.
This scene.
Did not elicit too much surprise from them.
Aventurine smiled helplessly: "Acheron?"
"We also want to know where she is."
"The whole world is looking for her now."
Boothill pursed his lips.
Sowhat troubled, he said: "Is that so."
"Then sorry, I disturbed you, carry on."
Old Yang: "..."
No wonder he dared to hijack the train...
This style of doing things.
Really makes one feel the urge to curse!
"Mr. Boothill, a mber of the Galaxy Rangers..."
"Just in ti, since you're here, please take a seat on behalf of the Galaxy Rangers."
Sunday raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.
Boothill paused.
He sneered.
Just about to refuse.
Suddenly rembered the bug installed on his arm.
Which could directly transmit the conversation to the bar.
And from the bar to the entire hotel.
In that case...
It wouldn't hurt to hear what this chicken-wing guy is up to.
"Alright, go ahead, I'm listening."
Boothill found a Chair and sat down by himself.
At the sa ti.
He secretly activated the bug.
Sunday glanced at the three of them.
And continued: "What I am about to say next may have a considerable impact on all of you."
"Please maintain calm thinking while listening."
"Once the news gets out, it will surely cause a stir throughout Penacony."
Boothill was dumbfounded!
Never expected!
That he stumbled upon this place.
And was greeted with such explosive news right away?
At the sa ti.
In the bar.
All the guests from various backgrounds were stunned!
They all stopped what they were doing!
And looked at the loudspeaker on the wall in unison.
Sunday's voice ca from there.
The voice was not loud.
But exceptionally clear!
As if it was spoken directly into a microphone.
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