Chapter 162 Why Are You Forcing Me?
"Follow me, Lord Lucifer," Baccarat said, leading Lucifer and his entourage to a grand banquet hall gleaming with golden splendor.
The hall's mirrored walls sparkled brilliantly, adorned with priceless antiques, while the walls were inlaid with dazzling gemstones.
Lavish food and drink had already been prepared, and thirty-six stunning maids stood by, ready to serve.
The Golden Emperor, Gild Tesoro, approached with a hearty laugh. "The presence of the Four Emperors, Lord Lucifer, truly graces the Golden City. This is an honor that makes my city shine brighter than ever."
Lucifer responded casually, "The Golden City is already magnificent. My presence doesn't make much difference."
"Hahaha! Please, take your seat," Tesoro gestured grandly.
Lucifer accepted without hesitation, seating himself at the head of the table. His crew—Enel, Weevil, Cavendish, and others—took their places as well.
Tesoro sat opposite Lucifer and signaled for the maids to pour wine for everyone.
As the banquet commenced, Tesoro broke the ice. "I trust Your Excellency has enjoyed your time in the Golden City? If it pleases you, you are welcome to stay longer. All expenses will, of course, be on me."
Lucifer swirled the wine in his glass and smirked. "I've had my fun, but after today, there won't be much to look forward to here."
Tesoro chuckled uneasily. He understood Lucifer's implication all too well. After today's events, the Celestial Dragons would never dare set foot in the Golden City again. Without them, Lucifer would lose his most entertaining pastime here.