The Lion Opens His Mouth Wide

"Damn, follow me out!"

Situ Changqing snapped out of it and immediately realized there was a serious problem: the lives of the inner-courtyard guards were at stake. Underworld Emperor-level experts were rare, and every one of them was a valuable talent. The Jilong Chamber of Commerce had spent a fortune training its forty inner-courtyard guards. They had meant to give their visitor a show of force, figuring that even if they lost, they wouldn't all be wiped out. But he had never imagined the other side would suddenly resort to such cold-blooded methods. It was too late for regrets now; all he could do was minimize their losses.

Nearly twenty people, young and old, hurried out with Situ Changqing. Only Antu remained motionless by the doorway. As Situ Changqing and the others passed, every one of them gave him a cold snort. He didn't take it to heart. Once everyone had gone through the door, he snorted to himself, then followed them out.

If one place won't have me, another will. With his extraordinary forging skills, he could earn a living anywhere. The Jilong Chamber of Commerce wouldn't dare do anything to him, either.

Meanwhile, Situ Changqing and the others rushed toward the scene. Dozens of groups inside the Imperial City were converging on the Jilong Chamber of Commerce from all sides. The City Guard, people from forces large and small, and even members of the Huaxia Economic Alliance had joined in. Some wanted to see who could be so bold as to break into the Jilong Chamber of Commerce; others hoped to take this chance to meet Antu. At the head of the crowd was a middle-aged man who was somewhat famous in the Imperial City and even across the continent. His nickname was Silver Fox, and his name