Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 561 Alte Mercury

Hearing Saint Lankui's words, Paris was stunned for a moment, and then fell into memories.

"Your gift came with the Shenglan family's convoy," Paris asked carefully, rubbing his hands. "There are many sculpture-like objects inside, and the Shenglan family's butler didn't emphasize them. May I ask which one it is?"

Apparently, he couldn't recall after a long time which sculpture was given by Saint Lankui.

Sheng Lankui waved his hand in dissatisfaction: "You can't tell that the bust I gave you was carved by me!"

President Paris looked at the direction of Sheng Lankui's finger, his expression changed slightly, and then he hurried over, tore off the label of "Sculpture of the Evil God for Sacrifice of the Great Wilderness Tribe" and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, then he personally carried the statue over.

"Oh, so this is the statue of Lord Huo Xing of the Nevernight Sky that you sculpted. It's so exquisite we thought it was the work of some other sculptor," Paris said to the servants. "Quick, move this statue to a more central display case and label it as being personally sculpted by Lord Saint Lan Kui."

Paris said seriously, and Saint Lankui nodded.

"That's more like it... Huo Xing would definitely want to be the first to see such a great gift from me."

Paris immediately smiled and said, "Yes, I think so... Your Excellency Huo Xing of Buyetian will definitely like it very much."

At Saint Lankui's request, the sculpture's display case was placed next to the largest display case closest to the aquarium, creating a sharp contrast.

Standing between the two, Sheng Lankui couldn't help but sigh.

"Although this aquarium is quite valuable, compared to the sculpture I poured my heart and soul into, Forboluo... your 'thoughtfulness' is inferior to mine!"

"After all, I'm carving Huo Xing herself—Huo Xing will definitely be deeply moved when she sees it."

Sheng Lankui said intoxicatedly.

Hearing this, Paris behind him looked at the statue, then opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Finally, Paris could only shift his gaze to the aquarium next to him and change the subject: "Hey, why are there so many bubbles?"

The Vice President of Shenli Group, whose face flushed red from holding back, quickly shifted his focus: "Is the oxygen concentrator on?"

"Impossible, this aquarium doesn't have an oxygen concentrator."

Paris said casually.

After all, everything in the aquarium except the pink octopus is his.

The Vice President of Shenli Group also nodded. "That might be the air intake. The road was bumpy, and the top isn't completely sealed. And the tank is so big... Then again, compared to this aquarium, this octopus is really too small, isn't it?"

"Maybe this octopus can grow really big," Paris said thoughtfully. "After all, I've seen documentaries about these creatures called 'octopuses' in the ocean world. They're as big as several stories high and feed on humans in the ocean... There was a man named Jack Sparrow, who was probably a legendary mercenary at sea, but he was eaten by a super-sized octopus."

"I see."

The two of them chatted back and forth, and the topic was not at all the deceitful and deceitful one when they first met, but was very innocent and casual.

After all, both of them were trying hard to divert their attention so as not to lose their composure in front of Sheng Lankui because of his sculpture.

Sheng Lankui spoke again at this time.

"By the way, where's Forbolo?"

"As a commoner, shouldn't he be allowed to enter now?"

In response, Paris repeated what he had said to Huo Le of the Nightless City before.

"Mr. Forbolo said he has a surprise planned, so he'll be here a little later."

Sheng Lankui raised an eyebrow.

"Surprise? Crooked tricks!"

"What surprise could be better than showing your sincerity by arriving early?"

"It seems that Forbolo has been completely defeated by me..."

"After all, he has only recently started pursuing Buyetian Huoxing, and I have been pursuing Buyetian Huoxing for a long time. This is a victory!"

"Secondly, my gift is handmade and filled with sincerity and love. That's a double win!"

"Finally, today, I, a noble, arrived early, while he, a commoner, planned to arrive late... This is a triple victory!"

Finally, Sheng Lankui proudly announced, "It seems that I must be the one chosen by Huo Xinghui."

Although no one knew who Saint Lankui was talking to, Paris and the people around him applauded when they heard him say that.

"Well said!"

After finishing speaking, Saint Lankui suddenly moved closer to Paris.

"President Paris, please tell me quietly... where did Forboluo go? What time will he arrive?"

President Paris was helpless: "I really don't know this!"

He himself also wanted to know where Forbolo had been and what he had done.

Sheng Lankui looked at Paris carefully, then snorted coldly: "He is very loyal."

At this moment, there was another noisy sound coming from the door.

"Sir...how come you're here early?"

With the respectful and unexpected greeting from the Butler of Buyetian outside the door, it was not difficult for the people inside to guess...

"Another prince or noble has arrived first?"

"Who is it this time?!"

Then, a skinny old man wearing a navy blue robe and with white hair and beard walked into the exhibition hall slowly, leaning on a cane.

Beside him, there was only a butler wearing a white mask, and not many servants.

But... no one thought that the old man in front of them was of low status.

Everyone bowed in greeting again, even Sheng Lankui, who was also a royal noble and even the direct heir, had to bend his waist slightly and step forward to greet.

"Respected Master Art Mercury, this junior, Saint Lankui, greets you."

The slightly staggering, slightly hunched old man paused with his cane and spoke in a serious and calm tone, "Sheng Lankui? Sheng Lanjin's third son, right?"

"It's been ages since we last met. The last time I saw you, you didn't even remember a thing... Are your parents in good health now? Ah Jin worked very hard in his youth, practicing alchemy relentlessly. I'm afraid there will be some aftereffects now that he's older..."

"In reply to your question, my father has been in good health these past few years. He has some minor ailments, but they're nothing serious," Sheng Lankui paused. "My mother...is still the same. Her condition hasn't worsened, but she's still bedridden."

Art suddenly realized it, then shook his head: "I made a slip of the tongue... People get confused when they get old, and they say whatever they want. I'm sorry I offended you."

"No, you have good intentions."

Sheng Lankui whispered, and then suddenly felt the palm of his hand being held by Art Mercury, and a warm current surged.

"This is……?"

"Life Essence. I was the head of the Mercury family in my youth. I've forgotten all my powerful skills, but I do have a few tricks left, which can be helpful," Art Mercury said calmly. "You have learned alchemy. Return and give it to your mother."

Sheng Lankui pursed his lips and then bowed again.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was a piece of shit for accepting the assassination commission.