Capítulo 42: Wolf King Entering the Scene
"So this the Tyrannical Tower? It sure looks as grand and imposing as its name." Sima Yantong said as he glanced at the tall building in front of him. The design of the building was modern, but when they came inside, they felt the historical atmosphere it invoked.
Two men in black tuxedo were guarding the entrance looking like two huge monoliths stoic and unmoving. Sima Yantong felt the strength of an A-Class fighter from them, but he knew that he could not take these men lightly, as he felt a more dangerous sensation on them than most S-Class fighters he knew.
The younger generation of the Sima Family that Sima Yantong brought with him looked fearfully at the men. Both men were at least six feet and nine inches tall, just a few inches shorter than Brogen and even Sima Fenglun felt wary against them.
A beautiful blonde beauty approached them with a sweet smile on her face. "Hello Mr. Sima Yantong from the Sima Family, my name is Daphne and I am Wolf King's assistant. I am here to guide you inside the tower. Please follow me."
The men from the Sima Family were dazzled by Daphne's elegance and her beauty did not fell short against Sima Ying at all.
They stared at her swaying hips with hungry eyes, but then they suddenly felt a cold stare coming from behind them. They begrudgingly looked away from Daphne's bottom and walk straight.
"These kids!" Muttered Sima Fenglun angrily as he glared at his cousins and brothers.
'Even his beautiful assistant is at the initial stage of the A-Class level. How powerful this group is!' Sima Yantong grew alarmed as they followed Daphne inside the building.
Daphne led them towards the banquet area and left elegantly when they had taken their seats.
The theme of the tower's interior design is a noble renaissance, making the tower look grander.
They also saw several men in black tuxedo patrolling inside the banquet area from time to time. And each one of them was at least A-Class level in strength.
"All the guards here are at least A-Class level, so don't you guys dare make any trouble, lest our Sima Family might go extinct." Sima Yantong told the younger generation of the Sima Family while glaring at them, making them nod their heads like chickens pecking on rice.
More and more people came inside the banquet area. And all of then had an awed and surprised look on their faces.
Inside the huge banquet area, they saw many familiar faces, but most of them were at least owners of huge corporations. There are even some people from the US and Canada.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Sekoujo?" A hearty voice surprised an old man smoking his pipe. He glanced back and saw the former family head of the Sima Family, Sima Yantong.
"Mr. Sima Yantong, I am glad to meet you here." Old man Sekoujo smiled benignly as he shook Sima Yantong's hands.
"Hey hey hey! Aren't these my friends from Macau?" A joking tone resounded behind them and they saw Delfino's fat face jiggle as he laughed ever so happily at the sight of them. Anton was following behind him while glancing around the banquet area.
"These guys, are all stronger than me," Anton muttered silently to himself after seeing the men in black tuxedo patrolling inside.
Suddenly, a beautiful melody traveled on the guests' ears making them look towards the stage in surprise. There, they saw a woman playing the piano with her eyes closed. Her fingers moved elegantly as the sweet music went on.
The men and even the women stopped talking and listened attentively to the woman on the stage as she played the piano with relative ease.
This woman Irene was someone Cale bought in "The Black Market". She is at least an A-Class fighter, but what Cale value from her is her superb talent in music. And he planned to make her one of the performers inside his Tyrannical Tower.
The basic function of his Tyrannical Tower was to showcase a list of elites that anyone could hire at a certain price. But it was not just that, there were also luxurious rooms fully equipped with the tower's world-class amenities and services. There was even a huge casino in the basement for leisure and idle time.
As the music was about to end, the beautiful fingers playing the piano suddenly changed the rhythm and moved erratically, creating a soulful but melancholic melody. The crowd felt a soft tug on their hearts, and tears were beginning to form in their eyes.
Irene still looked at ease as she played the piano, and a frown began to form on her beautiful face as the music was about to end. She pressed the last key with a much greater force, ending the melody with a lonesome D minor key.
The banquet area became silent for a moment, but then the crowd stood up and applauded loudly while wiping away the tears on their eyes.
"Their performer is also an A-Class level fighter," Anton muttered bitterly as he clapped his hands in admiration.
Even the people who were not a fan of classical music clapped their hands with respect and warm approval.
The banquet went on, but the people haven't seen the shadow of Wolf King yet.
The crowd saw a man went up on the stage with a microphone on his hands. He then glanced at the crowd with a professional smile hanging on his face.
"Good afternoon to our dear guests! Today we celebrate the grand opening of our Tyrannical Tower and we are truly grateful to everyone here who has come from distant places just to celebrate this fateful day with us. And to start the ribbon-cutting ceremony, I would like to call the owner of the Tyrannical Tower, Wolf King!"
The entrance of the room opened slowly and a man wearing silver masquerade wolf mask entered the room with confident steps. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a back inner shirt and a gray wolf fur scarf can be seen around his neck. His silver hair was braided sophisticatedly making him look more noble and wild. His seductive lips which were not covered by his wolf mask were slightly opened, making the single women inside the room gulp salaciously.
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