"What a lively scene!"
Standing on the viewing terrace atop the Pearl Shadow Club, Lin Qi gently swirled his wineglass and took an unhurried sip.
From here, he had a perfect view of the bustling scene outside Victory Palace. Carriages and fine horses raced back and forth, countless impeccably dressed nobles hurried in and out, drenched in sweat, while some were even screaming abuse at each other before the gates of Victory Palace.
Lin Qi felt that he had merely done something quite ordinary. He had simply found a way to kidnap someone and get his hands on the Myriad Poison Orb. While he was at it, he had sent Enzo and the others a tiny bit of military merit, allowing them to gain a little benefit.
What he had done was not such a big deal. At most, the tool he had used had been a little exaggerated—he had merely thrown out a Gray Knight. But honestly, that Gray Knight should not have caused such a huge stir, because it was a defective product, a downright counterfeit meant to fool people!
Yet over this defective Gray Knight, the Church, the Gallic Empire, and so many great powers had been thrown into chaos. That was beyond Lin Qi's expectations. "Greed—this is original sin! According to Kelong Eighteen, greed springs from the sins embedded in one's bloodline and ought to be punished!"
With an utterly irresponsible shrug, Lin Qi cast aside every thought related to the matter. No matter how badly things escalated—even if it sparked a war between the Church and the various great powers—what did it have to do with him? Lord Lin Qi had no grand ambitions. He only wanted to open a few shops, earn some lovely gold coins, and incidentally take revenge on a few people.