"Oh?" Lin Mocheng's eyes flickered slightly. "May I ask what brings you here?"
Chen Nianzhi handed over an invitation and said with a smile, "Two of my Chen Clan uncles broke through to Foundation Establishment not long ago. It is indeed a joyous occasion, so the Chen Clan has decided to host a banquet for the major families of Yu Commandery."
"I came to invite several Lin Clan fellow cultivators to the banquet."
"Beyond that, I also wished to renegotiate the distribution of Yuyang Market's tax revenues."
"What?"
Lin Baixi's expression changed drastically. He could not help but rise to his feet.
He quickly realized his lapse in composure and sat back down. With a stiff expression, he said, "The Chen Clan has produced three Foundation Establishment Cultivators in succession. That truly calls for celebration."
Sensing that something was amiss with the atmosphere, Chen Nianzhi promptly stood and said, "Since the invitations have been delivered, I still need to notify the other great families. I shall not linger."
Lin Mocheng wore a genial smile as he nodded. "Forgive us for not seeing you off."
After bidding the two farewell, Chen Nianzhi turned and left the hall.
Watching him depart on his flying sword, Lin Baixi rose with a cold expression and said to Lin Mocheng, "Should we keep him here?"
A trace of killing intent flashed through Lin Mocheng's eyes as well, but after wrestling with the matter, he still shook his head.
"He came openly to deliver an invitation. If we kill him, the reputation we have built over centuries will be ruined in a single day. How will we show our faces in Yu Commandery afterward?"
"Besides, according to news from Heavenly Ruins Mountain, that old bastard Chen Changxuan is no longer what he once was. If he