Just then, reeking of blood, Lin Qi pushed open the office doors and strode in. He had only just returned to Port Vias via an ultra-long-range magical teleportation array. After settling White Dragon Divine Venerable and the others in a secret stronghold, he had rushed without stopping to the Hall of Dawn Glory.
"Mm, Madam Prime Minister!" Lin Qi strode up to Yun's side and casually ruffled her hair. This uninhibited gesture nearly made Xiluen and the other nobles' eyeballs pop out, while Blackbeard chuckled happily. How heartening it was that his son and daughter-in-law got along so harmoniously!
Yun flashed Lin Qi a sweet smile when no one was looking, then put on a stern little face and coughed softly. "Uncle Wan En, although you are my elder... after all, I am now the Prime Minister of the Dragon Mountain Empire!"
Lin Qi slapped his forehead and cackled a few times. "I forgot about that. Mm, I'll have some matters to deal with in the coming days. If anything comes up, go discuss it with those old fellows. I'll leave old Chi Nu behind as your personal guard. With him here, there basically won't be anything that can't be handled."
After a brief pause, Lin Qi said gravely, "Keep a close eye on His Majesty! This is the imperial palace of the Dragon Mountain Empire. Don't let him turn it into some art salon, bringing in every sort of messy woman! When it's time to give him a beating, don't hold back!"
Xiluen and the others stared with their eyes wide in horror. Well, Lin Qi was probably the most confident foreign minister in the history of the Western Continent to say such things so righteously! A subject daring to urge the prime minister to beat up the emperor—what