Lin Qi smiled and glanced at his massive fleet, then nodded leisurely. "A duel between followers? Very good, very good. Do you want a one-on-one fight, or do you prefer a group brawl? I think a duel between followers on a scale of fewer than a thousand people is rather meaningless. Why not have a war between followers on the scale of a hundred thousand?"
Lin Li's expression turned incomparably ugly, and everyone looked toward Lin Qi's enormous fleet.
A hundred colossal ships, each no less than five hundred meters long. How many soldiers could such a fleet carry? Forget soldiers—just controlling such a fleet would require over a hundred thousand sailors, wouldn't it? Lin Qi was not joking when he spoke of a war on the scale of a hundred thousand men.
Donkey's grating laughter carried over. Grinning toothily, he said, "Look at that bastard. A duel between followers? Heh, heh, I count as one of Lin Qi's followers too, don't I? Who dares say I don't? Hehehe, of course I do!"
Lin Li took a deep breath and pointed viciously at Lin Qi. "Of all the shameless people under heaven, you are the worst!"
Lin Qi shrugged and spread his hands. "I'm shameless? I find this rather strange. I don't know why you—and that so-called fiancée of yours—harbor such hostility toward me. I'd never even heard your names before!"
With a cold laugh, Lin Qi raised both hands high and waved to the descendants of the various families watching from all around. "Everyone, we may not come from the same family, but given the ties between our families, although we are not blood brothers, our relationship should be no different from that of blood brothers!"
The descendants of the various clans present exchanged glances and nodded lightly. Their