Most of the people behind Zector left, except for those holding invitations.

The main hall, far more magnificent than the side hall, featured expansive space and a predominantly Gothic architectural style. The guests seated themselves, chatting and laughing.

"Everyone's here. When is Adrian coming out?" Jayden asked loudly, sitting cross-legged with an unfriendly expression.

"The guests have arrived. It's time for the host to stop hiding," Pilan added, straightening his back and leaning on his cane while closing his eyes slightly in a relaxed manner.

"We came here out of respect for Adrian. Tell him to come out!" a fat man with a fierce look shouted, a menacing gaze on his face as he banged the table and stood up.

The other guests, noticing the disruptive trio, exchanged thoughtful glances.

"Oh, so eager to see me? Are you that eager to step into your graves?" A resolute figure appeared on the stage, his cold, knife-like gaze sweeping over the crowd.

The guests shivered and beg