Imperial Palace.
Li Yi was having dinner in one of the palace halls, tearing into a cooked giant dragon leg in huge bites.
At his side, an attendant was recounting what had happened at Huo Ling and Guang Quan's press conferences that day.
When he reached the part about Guang Quan's attendees gradually heading over to Huo Ling's press conference, while Huo Ling's crowd grew larger and larger—
Li Yi burst into laughter. "I knew it! The moment Huo Ling's set appeared, that old bastard Guang Quan was bound to have a rough time!"
The attendant smiled as well. "Your Majesty, when you instructed us to arrange for Lord Huo Ling's press conference to be held on the same day as Lord Guang Quan's, had you already anticipated this?"
"That old bastard Guang Quan has gone too far. He hasn't fulfilled a single royal order in years, yet he takes the royal stipend and spends every day making useless junk. It's time to put some pressure on the old boy." Li Yi laughed.
"When Lord Huo Ling invited Lord Guang Quan to the banquet, Lord Guang Quan's face immediately turned even darker. He did not even bother keeping up appearances and simply turned around and left!" the attendant continued.
"Hahahaha! That felt good! Huo Ling really knows how to get things done!" Li Yi praised loudly.
Elsewhere, in Huo Ling's count's manor, Huo Ling was receiving a Legend in the guest hall.
This was the first Legend to leave Guang Quan's press conference and come over to Huo Ling's side.
The moment Huo Ling returned home, this Legend had sent over a calling card.
Seeing that the man had a bit of discernment—and since he wanted to make some money as well—Huo Ling invited him in for a detailed discussion.