Although Lota appeared resistant on the outside, she was inwardly thrilled. That night in that special room was the only sweet memory she had with Jordan.
However, memories would slowly fade with time. If they could be painted out. It was quite meaningful to turn a mental image into a physical picture.
Geng Xiqing said in a half-joking tone. "No, if I give it to you, won't you be hugging my painting to sleep every night? For the sake of your health, I shouldn't give it to you. Why don't I give it to Jordan after it's done?"
Lota was about to cry. "Xiqing, stop fooling around. Jordan will scold me to death if he sees it."
Geng Xiqing smiled. "I'm just joking with you. Let's go find some paint supplies. I'll draw it for you now!"
Hearing this, Lota happily agreed.
"Yes, yes!"
While Geng Xiqing and Lota were happily painting, Jordan was still at dinner with the others. Everyone had drunk a lot. Each person had at least two bottles of red wine.
Currently, the four families were not completely out of danger. The Rong family could attack at any time. But they dared to drink so much as they had a special hangover medicine that only the eight secret families had.
It could release the alcohol from their bodies and help them regain their full senses within minutes. That was why they could be so unrestrained in enjoying themselves.
Dieter had been fawning over Jordan since the meal started.
"Deity Jordan, can you predict what Rong Bailun will do next? Since their people can't break in now, will they retreat?"
Geng Anli said in a drunken manner, "Hmph. Rong Bailun isn't someone who will back down when things get difficult."
Geng Anli had drunk the most. She had lost her son, Geng Weilun, and then found out that her daughter had switched minds with someone else.
Therefore, she needed alcohol the most to numb herself.
Jordan had always been very good at drinking. Coupled with the fact that he had been injected with the Mirakuru serum, drinking two bottles of wine had no real effect on him.
"I'll make a prediction now and see what Rong Bailun will do next," said Jordan.
Clap, clap, clap.
Dieter immediately applauded. "We welcome Deity Jordan to begin predicting!"
Jordan immediately closed his eyes and started his prediction.
Dieter instructed his daughter, Mia, "Deity Jordan is working so hard to predict the future for our four families. Mia, give him a massage."
Mia was also very obedient. "Yes, Father."
Mia walked up to Jordan and started massaging his shoulders.
'Oh my goodness.'
Jordan sensed Mia's unique fragrance and gentle hands. He knew that Mia was massaging him.
Although he wanted to stop it, he had already started having a vision, so he didn't stop her. Since the Haus family was so eager to be Jordan's slave, massaging him and pouring wine for him, Jordan would just let them be.
But Mia only massaged his shoulders for a few moments before crouching down to massage his legs.
Earlier, Mia had kissed him without permission so Jordan was really worried that she would take advantage of him again. He could only quickly finish his vision of what would happen next.
Soon, a very tragic scene appeared before his eyes.
Poisonous gas was everywhere. Countless citizens wore masks or covered their mouths with cloth as they drove away from the city. The four families also suffered countless casualties with their subordinates!
"Damn it!"
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