The news of Hong Qiankun's death caused a huge uproar in the City of Cubes, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

An indescribable fear welled up in people's hearts, as if they could see themselves becoming the next lambs to the slaughter.

The homeless were also discussing the matter. They had once been marginalized in the city, but now, Jia's indiscriminate killings had made them feel more uneasy than ever before.

For the next two days, the City of Blocks was unusually quiet.

It wasn't until the day of the banquet, when several key figures from the City of Blocks appeared on the streets, that the residents who had been quietly observing breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Wang Wu appeared in front of Jia Zuowei Manor with her little puppy.

She seemed to have shaken off the shadow of witnessing Hong Qiankun's death and regained her faith-filled gaze.

Che Yiba made his entrance in a sedan.

On Paradise Island, where cars are extremely scarce, he is one of the few people who owns a car, and he is indeed a seasoned veteran who made his fortune by reselling cars.

A man followed behind Qian Chuan; he was a bodyguard sent by Wang Shuo, the "5 of Hearts," to protect him.

Chuanliu then appeared at the scene with Zhuiming.

The girl's hand rested on Zhui Ming's arm, and both of them wore happy smiles, looking exactly like a perfect couple about to walk down the aisle.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

When Aunt Wang saw everyone, she immediately greeted them warmly.

The little puppy that was traveling with them stood obediently to one side.

As the group chatted, Jia Zuowei's steward came out.

"Gentlemen, my master has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

He led the group through a series of long corridors, where the soft carpet beneath their feet made it almost impossible to hear their footsteps.

They passed by a garden full of flowers, where flowers of all colors bloomed in competition, emitting a charming fragrance; they passed by a miniature golf course, where the lush green lawns were neatly trimmed.

Chuanliu followed behind the group, memorizing the terrain as he passed, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Having witnessed the exquisite decor of the Qianchuan family, this was the first time she had seen another level of luxury on Paradise Island.

Every brick, tile, blade of grass, and tree here exudes one word—luxury.

Is the ability to own such a manor on the resource-limited Paradise Island a testament to the power of "Cube 10"?

No wonder Xu Zhihui was willing to pay any price to get the "10 of Diamonds" position, and no wonder people are so eager for power.

The restaurant is decorated in a European style, with a long dining table in the center, covered with a clean white tablecloth that is cleverly folded into the shape of origami cranes and placed on each plate.

Everyone took their seats in turn, with Jia sitting in the main seat. The smile on his face seemed to hide a deeper meaning.

Fu Baili and his team stood meticulously behind the man, holding machetes and ready to act at any moment.

The beautiful woman who had been by his side exuded charm and elegance in every gesture. She picked up a grape, gently peeled off the skin, and then fed it to Jia Zuowei.

A waiter approached and opened a bottle of red wine. The familiar logo came into view.

——Cube Winery.

The expressions of everyone present froze.

They couldn't help but wonder if this bottle of wine was the one Jia had taken from Hong Qiankun's house.

Regardless, the appearance of this bottle of wine successfully served its purpose of making a strong impression.

Jia looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction, cleared his throat, picked up his wine glass, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Welcome everyone to my manor,"

He said, "Let me first raise a toast to everyone."

With that, he downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

He wiped his mouth and sat back down in his chair. "Everyone witnessed the death of that old man Hong Qiankun with me. In my heart, you are all one of my own."

The wine in the glass was drunk in one gulp again.

Then he raised his glass again, "I'm very touched that you came. Let me toast you again!"

After drinking three cups of wine, Jia's pockmarked face immediately turned red.

The beautiful woman reached out her slender hand and gently stroked the man's chest, her red fingernails contrasting sharply with Jia's bare chest.

Jia grabbed the beautiful woman and kissed her hard.

As dishes were served one by one, Jia greeted everyone with great enthusiasm.

"Haha, eat and drink well!"

About half an hour later, everyone's initial anxiety had eased considerably.

Jia, holding a wine glass, staggered over to Aunt Wang, followed by two bodyguards, including Fu Baili, to ensure his safety.

"Aunt Wang," the man's hand suddenly landed on her shoulder, startling Aunt Wang.

“You are kind-hearted and easily deceived. I understand that you were deceived by someone like Xu Zhi.”

As Jia spoke, the strong smell of alcohol wafted onto Aunt Wang's face.

Yes, yes.

Aunt Wang Wu didn't dare to refute, and just smiled obsequiously from the side.

Jia's tone suddenly changed, with a hint of warning in it, "But if this happens again, and I find out you didn't vote for me, you know what the consequences will be."

As he spoke, he patted the woman's shoulder heavily.

Aunt Wang Wu then realized that she had indirectly admitted that she had voted for Xu Zhi, and a wave of fear washed over her.

Jia Zuowei walked up to Che Yiba again, swirling his newly refilled wine glass, his earlier display of drunkenness largely gone.

“Old Car, I know you’re not interested in anything other than cars. I happen to have one on my estate, which is twice as expensive as yours.”

He held out his glass to Che Yiba, "I just want to hear the truth from you today. Who did you vote for that day?"

Don't worry, no matter what you say, this car is yours!

Che Yiba pondered for a moment with a complicated expression. Jia Zuowei had accurately grasped his weakness.

"Okay! With you saying that, I'm all set. I admit, I did vote for Xu Zhi."

Jia, holding his glass, clinked it against the wine glass that Che Yiba had placed on the table.

Che Yiba quickly picked up his wine glass and stood up, "This was my fault, I'll toast you!"

As he spoke, he frowned and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, Jia walked over to Qian Chuan's side.

Before he could make his next move, Qian Chuan raised his glass first, "Brother Jia, I'd like to toast you."

Jia chuckled twice, his eyes sweeping over the two bodyguards behind Qian Chuan, a cold glint flashing in them.

"You brought two bodyguards with you? What? Don't you trust your brother Jia?"

Qian Chuan's eyes were sincere. "Brother Jia, you don't understand. It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust Xu Zhi."

Jia raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What did she do to you?"

Qian Chuan lowered his voice, but spoke to Jia Zuowei in a tone that everyone present could hear:

"Have you forgotten how Xu Zhi threatened me on the day I voted? I voted for you because I was worried about her retaliating."