"Miss Rebecca is here!"
"Oh, our protagonist of the night has finally appeared!"
"So beautiful! I remember this is Rebecca's seventeenth birthday... When she grows up a little bit, won't she become the pearl that illuminates the entire Amber City? Hahaha..."
Under the gaze of many guests, Rebecca slowly walked down the wooden spiral staircase.
She wore a beautiful evening dress today, pure white with pink, her hair was tied into a bun, and red flowers were tied on the side. There were flowers of various colors on her leg-of-mutton sleeves, petticoat and cloth shoes, and a string of pearls was carefully prepared on her chest.
Rebecca amazed all the guests. Gabriella was secretly happy to see her friend's outstanding performance tonight and gave her a thumbs up.
"Hey, Rebecca is really dazzling tonight... Who will dance with her in the dance session later?"
A group of young nobles were chatting and laughing in low voices, holding wine glasses.
Most of the men were eager to try. They were not only attracted by Rebecca's beauty, but also wanted to marry into the Viscount Pompey family to form a strong alliance.
"Alvin, do you want to give it a try?"
Someone asked.
Councillor Lawson is now in his prime, and since his son died, his nephew Alvin has become the key heir. It is not a bad thing to sell him well.
"Just now I saw you chatting with some country bumpkins over there, but there's no need to do that. Our circle is where you belong. I'll give you the chance to dance with Rebecca this time, how about that?"
The noble children smiled and raised their glasses in greeting.
Alvin glanced at Chen Lun and the other two inconspicuously, but was horrified to find that the black-haired young man noticed it sharply the next moment and responded with a polite smile.
"Ah... That's true."
Alvin wiped the sweat off his forehead imperceptibly and raised his glass to clink glasses with them.
"Thank you. Please enjoy Miss Rebecca and I dancing later."
Several people drank their drinks in one gulp and laughed happily.
Countess Bradley looked at Rebecca, shielded her face with her fan, and chuckled twice.
"Pompeii, your daughter is so beautiful today."
"Thank you for the compliment, Countess."
Viscount Pompey said.
Councillor Lawson took out a cigar box, handed it to the two gentlemen, and lit it for Mr. Beckman himself. Viscount Pompey was surprised to see this scene. Councillor Lawson did not need to be so respectful to a gallery owner.
"Mr. Pompey, I have collected a group of masterpieces from masters, which will be exhibited in a while... Are you interested in visiting them?"
Beckmann smoked a cigar and hugged the Countess beside him.
Such blatant behavior obviously shows that she does not take Earl Bradley seriously. However, there are many aristocrats who keep lovers. The Countess is just a little more ostentatious. I am afraid that Earl Bradley is not much better outside.
"Thank you Mr. Beckman for the invitation..."
Viscount Pompey laughed.
He suddenly thought of the kidnapping that had just happened. He and his family were almost framed by his adopted son Vigere and his good friend Barney just because of looking at a painting.
"By then, all the prominent figures in the inner city will come to participate. I believe they will give me some face... Pompeii, bring your family along. Without you, the exhibition will be less brilliant."
said the Countess.
"Yes, I will also invite some friends from the parliament to attend. Viscount Pompey, please be sure to come, as those masterpieces are hard to come by... Mr. Beckmann may travel far away for a while after the exhibition, and you won't have the chance to appreciate the paintings then."
Councillor Lawson exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled.
Viscount Pompey thought again and realized that with so many dignitaries and nobles at the exhibition, it would be impossible for any accidents to happen, so he nodded and agreed.
"Okay, since you have invited me so graciously, I will be there with my wife and daughter."
"Thank you for your honor, Your Excellency."
Beckmann saluted him, and everyone followed suit and toasted him.
Rebecca began her speech, thanking the guests present. Viscount Pompey also walked to the front of the crowd at the right time to applaud his daughter.
Crackling…
Everyone applauded softly, and Butler Binoz directed the maid to push over a dining cart with a large and exquisite seven-layer cake on it.
At this time, Chen Lun heard a young man's voice coming from beside him:
"Excuse me sir, could you please let me pass for a moment?"
Turning his head to look, he couldn't help but raise his head slowly, then raised his eyebrows.
He saw a tall, fat, chubby man holding a plate and fork, looking down at him shyly.
"Oh, of course."
Chen Lun turned sideways, and the chubby boy adjusted his round-frame glasses and thanked him. Then he moved past him and walked to the table full of food, picking out the food he liked. But his body was too big, and the food looked more like small snacks in front of him.
Looking at his back, a message flashed through Chen Lun's mind!
Bloody Painter—Noah!
Like Fuluo Yin, he appeared as a villain boss in his previous life, but he appeared a little later, in the public beta 2.0 version.
He had many nicknames at that time, but the most popular one was "Bloody Painter"!
In addition, there are nicknames such as "Fraudulent Little Fatty" and "Fake Voice Big Boss". "Fraudulent Little Fatty" is because he can forcibly capture the spirituality of players, paint it into an oil painting and imprison it, causing the players who are caught to lose their extraordinary power for a period of time after going online, which is no different from being abandoned.
"Fake Voice Master" is a double entendre, not only because his appearance and voice do not match at all, but also because his strength can be called a "fake god"!
The most sensational scene was when Noah copied the sun and created a stunning masterpiece called "Pure White". The power created by this painting reached the level of an angel...
No one survived that battle, leaving behind only a scorched, blackened wasteland.
Even for the next few months, players who approached the battlefield would be subjected to continuous burning and curses, it was so horrific.
Anyone who witnesses it will take a deep breath and take some responsibility for global warming.
Chen Lun felt it carefully and found that Noah was now just a Sequence 9 Transcendent of the Flesh and Blood Faction.
"Haven't you grown up yet..."
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"If I can recruit him into the team, together with Flo Yin, wouldn't I have two super bosses around me?!"
At this time, a familiar figure came to Chen Lun. He took off his bowler hat, revealing his Mediterranean hair.
"Dear Sir Jack, we meet again."
"Uncle Walsh?"
Chen Lun looked at the bald middle-aged man in front of him with a little surprise.
Walsh smiled, touched his chest and saluted, then slightly turned sideways, pointed at the chubby boy's back with his hand and said:
"It's nice to see you again. Let me introduce you. This is the young master of our Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce, Master Noah."