Jordan had been keeping a close eye on Shaun's movements. His goal was to attract Shaun's attention. If he did not try to eavesdrop on them, then Jordan and Charleston's little skit would have been for nothing.
Of course, this was only Plan A. If Plan A failed, there was still Plan B and Plan C.
In short, Jordan would definitely make Shaun drink this Life-Severing Soup today.
Suddenly, Jordan realized that a small dark-colored bead had rolled towards him. As a member of the secret families, Jordan knew that even the smallest item could be a hidden device.
"It must be Shaun's."
But Jordan remained calm and pretended not to see it. He said to his grandfather anxiously,
"Didn't I tell you that you can't drink alcohol tonight?"
In response, Charleston said, "Chairman Pong kept urging me to, so I cannot reject him. Jordan, why are you so anxious? Is this soup so important?"
Jordan put on an exasperated expression. "After that b*stard Shaun left our house, you asked me what happened in the castle that day, right? I told you everything, remember? You decided that I was a Deity and insisted that I record all my dreams. The formula for this soup is in one of my recurring dreams. If you drink this soup with my blood essence at this specific hour, it will give you the ability to predict the future too!" 'What!' Shaun's expression changed drastically when he heard this through his listening device!
'This soup can give people the ability to predict the future!'
Shaun was very excited. He had been thinking about finding a new Deity to help him advance his technology. If he could have the superpower himself, he wouldn't need to rely on others!
'Hahahaha, I made the right choice to come to this meeting this year. I didn't expect to reap so much benefit!'
Shaun was very happy, and his wife hurriedly sat beside him. Although she wasn't wearing earphones, one could tell from her expression that she already knew what was happening.
Charleston said, "I was enjoying myself so much at the party that I forgot about such an important thing! How about this? I'll take some of our family's special medicine to sober up and get the alcohol out of my system. Then, I'll come over to drink the soup."
Jordan continued to look very anxious. He glanced at the time. "Yes, but you have to be quick."
"Okay."
With that, Charleston left in a hurry.
After Charleston left, Shaun stood up!
'Brat, you want to give your grandfather the ability to predict the future? Hehe, why don't you give it to me instead!'
Shaun smiled and walked toward Jordan with his fruit juice.
"Mr. Jordan, why are you standing alone in the corner? Aren't you going to drink with everyone?"
Shaun smiled amiably. He was no longer as scornful as before.
Jordan continued his act and said in an annoyed tone, "It's none of your business. Don't disturb me. Go and drink your fruit juice!"
Shaun was not angry. When he saw the bowl in Jordan's hand, he leaned over and took a whiff of it. Jordan was so startled that he immediately retracted his hand, afraid that Shaun would snatch it away.
Shaun laughed and said, "Jordan, your soup smells so good. I love soup. I wonder if I can try it..."
"Taste my ass! Get lost, you f*cker!"
Jordan threw vulgarities at Shaun again.
Shaun was miffed. "Jordan! I'm your elder after all. How can you speak to me like this?! Have you no manners at all?!"
Shaun was speechless. Jordan was the Deity, the most noble existence in the world, but he was so foulmouthed.
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