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"Up!"

Okay, you are paying me. You are the boss.

Qin Guan climbed up two meters high before he warned the people holding the ladder for him, "Careful, I’ll let go now."

Then he moved to the chair and sat down steadily on it.

Several elevators were placed around him as the assistants got to work. They fastened a strong transparent wire to Qin Guan’s body, to make sure he’d be safe. It was a very high-tech product. Even if the chair was broken, Qin Guan would just hang in the air.

The prop master hid the chair from the audience by using Qin Guan’s loose costume, and the lighting master took advantage of the different lights and colors of the curtains.

When all the ladders were pulled away, Qin Guan was sitting up in the air like a god.

"What do you think?"

"It’s marvellous! I have never tried anything like this before. When you look down from that height, the audience seems very small!"

Fortunately, Qin Guan was not anxious.

The problem was how he would get down. Before Qin Guan could ask that question, he felt the chair descending slowly.

Isn’t it fixed to the pole? How can it move?

Chris pointed to the floor. "The base can rise and drop. Don’t worry, it’s strong enough to hold you."

Then he pointed to the auditorium proudly and said, "Today, I will shock everyone. They will never forget my awe-inspiring performance. I am Chris after all!"

He meant what he said. He really shocked the audience.

Compared to all the strip shows taking place in Las Vegas, Chris’ brilliant performance made him seem like a monster of the night. When he entered the stage leisurely floating in the air, screams broke out among the audience.

His tour to Las Vegas, which had been promoted earlier that year, had attracted loyal fans who followed him everywhere. They screamed and cried to encourage him.

"You are a messenger sent by the devil! Admit it! Please accept me... I’ll sacrifice my soul to you!"

"Save me! I’m your most faithful believer!"

Qin Guan was shocked by the rogues running wild in the audience. Is this some evil cult or something? It certainly is no common audience! It’s like a gathering of lunatics!

He had no time to leave though. Led by Chris, he floated out of the backstage area slowly.

Suddenly, an anthem rang out like a church choir. Qin Guan entered the stage solemnly. All eyes were fixed on him as he knocked his sceptre against the floor and hovered in the air in a sitting position.

As the tune rose higher and higher, so did Qin Guan. Suddenly, Chris moved towards him, meeting him in mid-air.

The scene looked like the meeting of an angel and a demon. One was a pure, sparkling figure, while the other was the personification of evil and ferocious desire.

"AH!"

Deafening screams rang out as flashlights were turned on. Qin Guan couldn’t see anything when he looked down.

When Chris reached him, they looked at each other in the air, blue lights being projected around their bodies to form a cold halo.

"War... Doom... Destiny..." Despite Chris’ provocation, Qin Guan showed mercy. He looked at Chris as if he was an ant and slowly lifted his sceptre.

There were no lines. No script. He just had some general instructions to follow. The audience had to use its own imagination. Qin Guan looked like a real god. That was the difference between different races.

The loyal fans, curious visitors and local residents witnessed an epic, poetic performance in the luxurious theater. Words couldn’t express their feelings. The thrilling scene touched their souls.

Qin Guan raised his sceptre proudly, as if he wanted to brush off a tiny bug stuck in his eye. No creature could disturb him.

He pointed the sceptre casually at Chris like a judge from Heaven. His golden skin and white hair couldn’t disguise his graceful demeanor.

Struck by his power, Chris bent forward and fell down slowly like a broken butterfly.

"Ah!" the audience cried out in unison. They thought it was a terrible accident. When his head was only half a meter away from the floor, he started floating again as if he was in space.

"Oh!"

He had earned everyone’s admiration.