Qi Aran's expression changed abruptly. His calm, confident demeanor shattered at once as he looked at Lin Qi with embarrassed fury. "Have you gone mad? Do you want to provoke a civil war in the Vias Commercial Federation? Is this your intention, or Dragon Mountain Count's?"
Lin Qi leaned over the battlements, propping his chin on both hands as he quietly studied Qi Aran.
Narrowing his eyes, Lin Qi swept Qi Aran's body again and again with his powerful spiritual force. At last, he detected an exceptionally familiar fluctuation of divine soul energy within Qi Aran. A divine soul seed. The unlucky fellow had been implanted with a divine soul by someone from the Miro Divine Cult and had become the Miro Divine Cult's most devout Divine King Protector. He just did not know which divine temple controlled him, nor what type of divine soul seed had been implanted in him.
Was it one that had only just condensed, or the precious kind that had been implanted and extracted dozens of times?
After staring at Qi Aran for a long while, Lin Qi finally let out a leisurely sigh. "Whose intention it is doesn't matter. Civil war? That sounds rather interesting!"
Looking at Qi Aran, Lin Qi slowly tugged at his face and revealed a strange smile. "Please take note of one thing, dear little friend Qi Aran. The Longshan Family bathes in the radiance of the Dawn God. Dragon Mountain Count and I are both Dawn Saints! Any act of aggression against the Longshan Family will be deemed heresy and subject to the Church's judgment!"
Qi Aran cast Lin Qi a disdainful sidelong glance. As a Divine King Protector of the Miro Divine Cult, Qi Aran was filled with contempt for the glory of the Dawn Temple.
He raised