New York City is thousands of kilometers away from Chunmu Town, where Li Hai resides.

Therefore, it was impossible for him to travel by car, as it would take too long.

Furthermore, given Li Hai's current status, it was even more impossible for him to drive himself; that would be too demeaning.

So, at noon two days later, he took a plane to New York with a few assistants.

After several hours of flying, by the time Li Hai and his group arrived in New York, it was already dusk.

And when he got off the plane, he found that the people sent by the “Face Off” production team to pick him up had already been waiting at the airport for a long time.

Li Hai didn't waste any words; he took his people into the production team's car and drove straight to Times Square.

The 30Rock Building, where the BBC channel headquarters is located, is in this square.

At the same time, the recording studio for the “Face Off” program is on the thirty-ninth floor of this building.

Ding-dong~

The elevator doors opened, and Li Hai stepped out with his assistants.

“Hahaha, I finally get to meet you, Mr. Anthony.”

A balding white man with a smiling face quickly walked over.

After shaking the hand he extended, Li Hai smiled and said, “You must be Director James; your voice is even louder than on the phone.”

“Hehe.”

James smiled and said, “My throat was a bit off two days ago, so my voice was a bit dry, please don’t mind it.

By the way, may I show you around our production team, Mr. Anthony?”

Li Hai smiled and nodded: “Of course, as the host pleases.”

Immediately, under James's guidance, he began to tour the “Against the Grain” production team.

However, although James's introduction was vivid along the way, Li Hai was somewhat distracted.

Because he only wanted to finish the program as soon as possible, boost his influence, and then quickly return.

Perhaps Li Hai's distraction was too obvious, so after James briefly showed him around, he arranged for him to go to the lounge. It was there that Li Hai met his opponents for this PK—two elderly white men and an elderly white woman.

After James's introduction, Li Hai learned the identities of these three people.

Renowned Magician—Paul Bislingray, Psychiatrist—Dr. Klieran Sanders, Psychologist—Catherine Nye.

Goodness, these people are all professionals specifically adept at countering theology and metaphysics.

But even as he thought this, Li Hai could feel that these three people were constantly scrutinizing him, covertly observing and assessing him.

At the same time, he also perceived through Emotional Manipulation and telepathy that there was a hint of disdain and contempt for him in their hearts.

Clearly, in the hearts of these professionals, Li Hai was nothing but a fraud.

However, as people who operate in New York, they generally excel at maintaining appearances.

Therefore, when Li Hai approached, the three of them displayed extremely warm smiles, stood up from their seats, and shook hands and conversed with him.

It was as if everyone was very familiar with each other.

But Li Hai didn't mind; he interacted with them normally and did not give them the cold shoulder.

It wasn't until dinner time, after Li Hai left with his assistants, that the three of them furrowed their brows slightly and began to whisper, with Li Hai himself, of course, as the 'protagonist'.

“Paul, do you think this Mr. Anthony is a magician?”

Facing the inquiry from Psychiatrist Dr. Klieran Sanders, Magician Paul Bislingray shook his head and said,

“To be honest, not really.”

Psychologist Catherine Nye asked, “Oh, how can you tell?”

Paul replied, “His fingers are thicker than average, which is detrimental to learning and practicing magic.

Also, the skin on his hands is much rougher than average, like rock; this is also not suitable for learning magic.”

Klieran mused, “What if he wasn't the mastermind behind that flying magic trick, but merely an actor?”

“That's possible.”

Paul admitted, “I just don't know what kind of setup would be needed for that flying magic trick performed at the football stadium to be so flawless and smooth.”

“It doesn't matter.” Klieran smiled. “He's just a fraud after all.”

As soon as he said this, the other two also started to laugh.

Some time later, the “Against the Grain” program officially began.

And when Li Hai, as a special guest, entered the filming studio, he found that its scale was not actually very large.

The audience below numbered only about two hundred, far from comparable to The Voice of Dragon Country or Super Boy/Girl.

So, for a moment, he felt a slight disdain.

However, Li Hai quickly reconsidered.

This program, in essence, was still a type of talk show, similar to “Oprah Winfrey Show,” just with some changes in format and content.

Therefore, he no longer felt so disdainful.

As long as it increased his prestige and followers, that was enough.

As Li Hai and the Science Trio took their seats, a white-haired white man wearing glasses walked onto the stage and stood in the middle position between their two sides.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.”

The old man looked at the cameras below the stage and smiled, “I'm your host Ryan, and welcome to “Against the Grain”—“

After the rather elderly host delivered a humorous and witty opening monologue, he began to introduce the guests participating in the program.

When introducing Li Hai, host Ryan specifically stated his identity as the leader of the Saint Anthony Loving Gospel Church.

When the audience below heard this title, they couldn't help but gasp softly,

Clearly, many of these audience members knew Li Hai, but perhaps were not very familiar with his appearance.

With the guest introductions complete, the program moved into its main theme: Science VS. Metaphysics.

And after the theme began, Psychiatrist Klieran, from the Science Trio, picked up the microphone and was the first to challenge Li Hai:

“Mr. Anthony, do you believe more in science or metaphysics, or perhaps theology?”

Upon hearing this question, Li Hai did not immediately answer. He turned directly to the host and asked,

“Didn't you say exorcism? How did this turn into a debate?”

Ryan smiled and said, “Mr. Anthony, this isn't a debate; it's just the usual exchange between both sides that happens at the beginning of every episode. It's customary. You can choose not to answer, but—the audience will also cast their vote for or against you based on your performance at the end of the program.”

“Oh~ I see.” Li Hai said, suddenly enlightened, “This is the pre-game trash talk phase.”

His humorous analogy immediately made the audience burst into laughter.

The host and the Science Trio also couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.

Although they were laughing heartily, the sharp-eyed Li Hai immediately noticed several staff members squatting below the stage, holding up signs with “Laughter” written on them towards the audience.

This discovery made Li Hai curl his lips slightly.

Then he looked at Klieran, who was sitting on the opposite side, twenty or thirty meters away, and, holding the microphone, replied,

“Whether it’s science, metaphysics, or theology, I believe in all of them, because these—are all creations of the almighty God.”

This answer immediately silenced Klieran.

Belief in Jesus has always been an absolute political correctness in America.

On this matter, apart from a few renegades, few normal people dare to question or make trouble.

So, when Li Hai started with such a statement, Klieran was momentarily at a loss for how to refute him.

Just then, Li Hai looked at Klieran, smiled, and counter-questioned,

“Dr. Klieran, I’d like to ask—do you believe in the existence of God? Do you believe God has manifested miracles on Earth?”

Facing this question, the Science Trio looked at each other, momentarily daring not to speak.

This question is a trap; how should we answer?

“Sigh~”

Li Hai suddenly sighed, “This kind of verbal sparring is really boring. Let's play something more interesting.”

With that, he raised his hand and pointed into the air.

This caused the magician Paul, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, to float in mid-air with a bewildered expression.

“Oh my God!”

“Jesus!”

“What the f*** is going on?!”

“Is this magic or the Force?!”

In an instant, the entire audience erupted in commotion.