This was the seventh update today! Pighead's gastroenteritis was about to be forced out!
Gram naturally sidled up to Lin Qi. He plopped down beside him, smiling as he looked at the gold coins Lin Qi had slapped onto the table.
"This—"
Before Gram could finish, Lin Qi shoved him to the floor with a slap. Staring wide-eyed at Gram, he burst into laughter. "My lord noble, be careful not to let my clothes soil your precious body! Hahaha, get lost! You've got your eye on my gold—planning to rob me?"
With the scrape of chairs, Gram's two guards rose to their feet, their right hands clamping tightly around their sword hilts.
Day and Night slowly stood, moving toward the two guards like shifting walls. Lin Qi gave a cold snort and grabbed the brothers' hands. "Forget it, forget it. We're all out here to have a good time—why lower ourselves to the level of these idiots? Isn't he just a baron? Berely has hundreds of dukes these days. What's one baron?"
Lin Qi spat heavily onto the floor, then tilted his head and sneered at Gram. "A puny baron—our master could crush you with one finger. You dare come looking for trouble with us? Tired of living?"
The flesh on Gram's fat face quivered. He awkwardly scrambled to his feet, then slunk back to his own seat and had his two guards sit down. He did not dare cast another glance toward Lin Qi, because he understood perfectly well: he, a baron, had more than enough power to bully a few street toughs with no backing. But if he ran into the lackeys and hounds of some powerful patron, he would be the one out of luck.
Lowering his head, Gram did not dare look at Lin Qi