Ji Jin's face darkened at those words, and he immediately snapped coldly, "You profit-blinded pig!"
The man had intended to seize the chance to offer a few flattering words, only to slap the horse's leg instead of its rump. His face instantly paled.
Ji Jin snapped his folding fan shut, a chill entering his eyes.
"Brother Qing is certain to join the ranks of Great Jin's Spirit Venerables in the future. He is also the Iron Household's son-in-law, and he once saved my life. A man like him could become a powerful ally to our Eastern Prince's Household. What sort of lowly thing are you, daring to sow discord here? Are you trying to ruin my friendship with Brother Qing?"
The man looked terrified, but dared not utter a word.
Ji Jin's tone grew harsher. "If not for your father's service to our Eastern Prince's Household, I would have you thrown off this building today. Get to the back and stand there. Don't let me hear you speak again."
The man retreated to the back in chagrin. Everyone avoided the fool as though he were a god of plague.
Ji Jin looked back toward Qing Chen on Vermilion Bird Great Dao, feeling more delighted the more he thought about it.
Tie Qingyao was the elder sister he had acknowledged. Now that Qing Chen had become her husband, didn't that make him Ji Jin's brother-in-law? If all the powerful figures in the world became his friends and relatives, wouldn't he be able to swagger wherever he pleased in the Nanhua Realm?
Elsewhere, members of noble houses, including the Duke Who Guards the Nation's Estate and Grand Preceptor Chen's Estate, had also arrived.
Xiao Chengyue stood in the shadows of a lofty pavilion, his expression utterly grim. He looked at the scarlet