"Here she comes! Lady Taro comes!"

Almost at the same time as the shouts sounded, Sean saw Bill wearing a rather dignified black suit, adjusting his bow tie, and walking out of the crowd in the distance.

He obviously hasn't noticed Sean and Daisy's arrival, or rather, he is still avoiding them deliberately at this moment.

With his signature white-toothed smile on his face, Bill walked through the crowd and waited outside the gate of the mansion.

The vehicles and the crowd on the side gave way, allowing the dark green Bentley limousine with a particularly long body to drive to the gate of the mansion.

Wearing a black uniform, a driver's cap, and gold-rimmed glasses, the old driver got out of the car and opened the rear door. Bill was obviously short of breath, he greeted him and stretched out his hand, apparently to pick up the lady in the car himself.

Sean suddenly became nervous, squinted and activated Deep Vision.

Didn't find anything unusual on Bill's body or hands—it doesn't look like he's up to no good just yet.

The well-maintained slender hand was placed in Bill's slightly dark hand.

Ms. Talo is wearing a peacock green dress today, with oriental malachite stone ornaments on her head, and the emerald necklace on her chest is not too big, it is more like a collocation out of aesthetic considerations. Apparently, she had no intention of flaunting her wealth.

The lady stepped out of the car with a calm smile on her face.

The movement of the flashing lights when she got out of the car was louder than Sean's moment.

Disposable flash pods were thrown on the ground and trampled to pieces. All kinds of broken sounds, yelling when pushing and shoving, seemed to be some kind of strange industrial ritual.

That was the woman who was rumored to be in and out of the "Yunding Cocktail Party".

If you are not familiar with the name of this reception, you only need to briefly describe the names of the participants to know the value given by this organization.

The initiators of the Yunding reception are the Rockefeller family, the Dalton family, and the Morgan brothers.

Each is a well-known figure in Newlander, a world-class trust that has extended its tentacles to the North New Continent.

The reason why such achievements can be achieved is that individual efforts cannot be ignored, but more importantly - each of them is favored and valued by powerful figures in the court.

Rumor has it that the establishment of the Yunding Cocktail Party has the background of two saints.

It is conceivable that this reception can be said to be the top court where Newlander's theocracy and capital power intertwine.

People who can go in and out of that kind of occasion, even if they are just offshoots of Luo Shi and others, are not comparable to Sean and Bill now...

And it was such a lady who actually set foot in the charity banquet organized by Bill.

"Fengpi Shenghui" may be just a modest term, but it is appropriate to use it here.

From a distance, Sean could see Bill, who was leading Ms. Taro, approaching the honored guest's ear and talking.

The lady's green eyes sparkled, and a polite and comfortable smile curled up on the corner of her mouth.

Sean watched carefully without stopping.

He found that Ms. Talo had no Quester bodyguards, not even ordinary bodyguards-it was really easy for Bill to do it.

However, Bill obviously didn't dare to act recklessly in full view of so many people. After all, although none of the people present were wearing masks, it was conceivable that the two bodyguards standing in the distance behind him were definitely not the only ones who were there.

Bill led Taro and walked towards the gate. The crowd surrounded them, and it was very lively for a while.

Sean also walked in slowly with the flow of people. He was thankful that the extra eyes were finally moved away from him, and he was attracted by the tall lady with outstanding temperament, who seemed to have the blood of gods.

During this process, Sean finally found the two companions who sneaked in first without the help of spirit vision and explorer poker.

Today, Mr. Moonlight·1902, as a special guest, also attended the banquet. He was wearing a brand new white suit and a black tie on his chest like the black keys of a piano.

Her hair was combed back meticulously, with champagne in her hand, she watched the movement from the door with a smile on her face, together with a few of Bill's valued guests.

Behind him is a young man with light hair. The young man is wearing a black suit. His thin neck has the ups and downs of his Adam's apple. Underneath is a tight silver bow tie, inexplicably matching his somewhat special eyes——

Ewen Burns, always in robes, made a rare appearance in costume.

Naturally, he also played the role of apprentice to the famous New Testament pianist.

His eyes were cold, as if he didn't care about everything that happened around him.

When the crowd was roaring like a wave, Sean calmed down and sensed the existence of another teammate.

Olivia Fengling, this time, did not follow Sean, but hid outside the mansion, among the lush plants on the side of the road, with a pair of crystal red eyes glowing with light gold, with the help of golden roses lit around her , perceiving everything that happened.

The team has finished lurking, and just waits for Bill to play some tricks.

Thinking of this, Sean took Daisy on his arm and continued walking towards the venue where the banners had been pulled up, the podium and rows of seats had been arranged.

His eyes wandered a little during this process—he wondered if Catherine would show up.

However, he couldn't find the bright golden hair in the crowd.

Seeming to notice Sean's absent-mindedness, Daisy shook his arm lightly: "Mr. Dickinson, you look distracted—are you looking for a lady you like in the crowd?"

Sean turned his head and saw a pair of provocative eyes: women's intuition is really scary.

Sean shook his head: "No, I feel something is wrong."

"Something wrong?" Daisy raised an eyebrow.

"It's ~lightnovelpub.net~ an ominous premonition, feeling that something will happen to this banquet..."

Sean did feel restless.

Before the mission started, they expected that the situation on the scene that day would be very chaotic.

But what he didn't expect was that there would be such a level of confusion—

People chatted excitedly and loudly all the time, and waiters fished through and brought out snacks and drinks. Bill led Taro to the center of the banquet. The two had been trying to talk in a noisy environment. People surrounded Taro like stars surrounded the moon.

Sean clearly felt that hidden in the crowd was an unmasked explorer just like himself...

How exactly is Bill planning to seduce Ms. Taro?

Some sort of sinister mystical legacy? Or use hypnotic suggestion when alone? Or a drink with a secret technique applied?

There are too many possibilities, and the situation is changing rapidly. Only then did Sean truly feel the difficulty of this task...