"Since you're Uncle Qi's eldest son, I don't want to throw you in prison."
Lin Ke no longer wanted to look at Qi Ye's face. It looked too much like Qi Tianxia's.
Qi Tianxia had worked his way up from the bottom, so he understood the hardships of ordinary people.
Qi Ye, however, had entered the Imperial Academy after his birth and been influenced by Libationer Liu's outdated thinking.
There was a fundamental difference between them.
"Lin Ke..."
Qi Ye gazed at Lin Ke, knowing that his momentum had already become impossible to shake.
He turned and left without looking back, leaving only one sentence behind:
"Before the match, I'll put up a stake you find worthwhile."
Indeed.
The one who needed the match now was not Lin Ke, but Qi Ye.
Back then, Lin Ke had needed the match to free himself from his registered status.
But now?
Lin Ke had freed everyone under heaven from their registered status.
Naturally, Lin Ke had little reason to continue with his match against Qi Ye.
If he won, everyone would think it only natural.
If he lost, it would be even more embarrassing.
Though Lin Ke did not really care. Win or lose, it would all stay among their own people.
But he was far too busy to have any interest in something that demanded an investment yet offered no return.
Of course, if Qi Ye was still in contact with that old bastard Lin Xuanji, that would be another matter.
Prying a few treasures out of Lin Xuanji would not be bad either.
Then Lin Ke turned his gaze toward Libationer Liu, his eyes growing cold. "You have several choices now."
Libationer Liu frowned. "I am a free man..."
"If that's the case, then go straight to prison and stay