The silver dragon crawled dejectedly into the pine forest. Once he reached a spot beyond the Lin Family ancestor's line of sight, he grinned, tucked away his claws, and continued slithering along with his belly against the ground, softly humming a little tune as he swiftly made his way toward a black bear's den in the distance.
Lin Qi spent two days squatting in the Enforcement Hall, gambling in groups, drinking himself into a stupor, and roaring at the top of his lungs for two days and nights. No matter how thoroughly his group turned the Enforcement Hall into a smoky, filthy mess, neither Lin Shuang nor any of the Enforcement Hall elders came forward to stop them. They had fine wine whenever they wanted it, good meat whenever they asked for it, and one Enforcement Hall steward had even sneaked over to ask Lin Qi whether he wanted some young girls from a Fox Clan branch to keep him company in bed!
In short, their treatment was as good as it could possibly be. Apart from Lin Bule and Lin Lele occasionally running up to the side hall's entrance to hurl a few curses, nothing else happened to offend the eye.
Night fell. Lin Qi had just rolled a set of triples with the dice, sweeping away all the stakes Blackbeard and the others had placed on the table. Blackbeard, whose pockets had been picked clean by his losses, flew into a rage from humiliation and kicked Lin Qi off the gambling table, forbidding him from joining the next rounds.
Lin Qi laughed and joked for a while, then gave Blackbeard a large sum for gambling stakes before staggering out the door. After two days of debauchery, Lin Qi's immense spiritual power had kept constant watch over everything near