Death!
Inside the venue, on the VIP seats on the second floor, Shi Long calmly put away his phone, joining other spectators in raising their hands to offer applause to the charity event.
Beside him, the expressions of other exhibitors varied.
Everyone lowered their heads, looking at the photos sent from Paradise on their phones—those dismantled bombs and detailed component analysis—some were gloomy, some calm, and some even smiled.
The only similarity was the phone in their hands, the numbers dialed, and the orders issued.
Orders sent to their employed Chosen Ones, bodyguards, and family force representatives.
Kill them all, leave no one alive!
Regardless of whether it's merely to show intent, choose a side, or purely for revenge, it doesn't matter; at this moment, facing the invitations from Coast, no one remains uninvolved.
