Even if Yan Chixing could mobilize a portion of its power, that was only authority granted to him by Yan Chimei. What did he himself amount to before Lin Qi? The Longshan Family dared to flare their nostrils and glare at Yan Chimei, even threatening to wage war against the Great Flame Dynasty. How could Yan Chixing possibly suppress them? How could he possibly intimidate them?
Drawing a deep breath, Yan Chixing darkened his face and asked Bilibili to summon several servants to carry out the three nobles whose ankle bones had been shattered. Casually tossing Bilibili a few gold coins as a reward, Yan Chixing climbed into his carriage and furiously berated his driver, ordering him to head for the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
He failed to notice Bilibili standing at the courtyard gate, disdainfully shaking the few gold coins in his hand before spitting hard onto the ground and cursing him as a "pauper." Had he seen that scene, his lungs would probably have burst from rage.
Lin Qi did not take Yan Chixing's "provocation" at his door to heart. After all, he could speak directly with Yan Chimei. Even when facing the Dark Banquet of the Fallen God Temple, he feared nothing. Yan Chixing was merely an ordinary clansman of Yan Chimei's—was there any need for Lin Qi to spare him a thought?
The people at the heart of Lin Qi's attention now were Mu Wei, the God of Laws, Arthur, and the movements of the leaders of every major power. A minor figure like Yan Chixing simply did not interest Lin Qi enough for him to make things difficult for the man.
But some people did not see it that way. In the eyes of certain scum with rotten character, Yan Chixing's doorstep provocation was absolutely