A group waiting for a spectacle did not see the excitent; instead, they invited trouble upon themselves.
This group ca with ill intentions, and as soon as they spoke, they demanded an audit.
Long Fei asked Bai Fengling and found out that each city on the Immortal King Star has to pay tribute annually to the Celestial Realms City.
Except for those ungoverned areas and the territories of Yaochi Sacred Land and Broad Cold Palace.
As long as the city is under the protection of Celestial Realms City, a certain profit must be paid annually.
This is similar to the secular tax, where each place has its standard.
Typically, every so often, people are sent down to inspect the accounts.
All City Lords have selfish interests; each year when tribute is paid, so will cheat and manipulate the accounts.
Long Fei looked at Ye Qingtian, seeing his troubled expression; if his accounts were clean, no one would believe it.
He hurriedly left with the Clan Leaders of the various families.
The taxes are laid out to the City Lord by those above, and the City Lord presents them to the families; everyone is interdependent.
If any manipulation happens within, the families certainly have a hand in it.
Once they left, no one could stomach the engagent banquet.
Those who had waited to see Long Fei embarrassed soon left in distress.
At last, only the Jiang Family disciples were left seated at the banquet, bewildered.
The household managers had all gone to the City Lord’s Mansion, leaving only a group of young disciples.
Long Fei instructed everyone, "Business is business, but we must eat. Continue drinking and don’t leave until the al is finished."
He is now the most prestigious among the young generation; with his command, no one dared to leave.
Long Fei had soone call Mother Wuu, Su Yiyi, and Little Nannan over to join them.
These three, being low in status, were ordinarily not permitted at the table.
Now that everyone else had left, Long Fei made the decisions.
After they arrived, Long Fei’s uncle, Jiang Xinghe, returned.
He was outside the city greeting the Immortal Envoy, but instead of eting their own, they encountered a group of strangers full of murderous intent.
As soon as he entered, he put on a sour face; seeing the group of disciples still eating, he shouted, "You gluttons, still drinking at such a ti? Pack up at once and prepare to receive orders from the Clan Leader."
Everyone turned to Long Fei.
Long Fei stood up, looked his uncle in the eye, and said softly, "Today is my engagent feast. Others may leave, but why should my own brothers go? Have we not finished eating? Must we waste it?"
Jiang Xinghe’s facial muscles twitched as he glared at Long Fei, thinking how lucky this boy is.
Initially, it was said that the City Lord’s senior brother would co down to audit, and Zhang Family’s genius Zhang Xingyun would be there.
Who knew they’d change people like that?
He grunted, "Is your engagent feast more important, or the fate of our Jiang Family?"
Long Fei replied sternly, "If we have done nothing wrong, we are not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. With uncle acting so nervous, wouldn’t it make them suspect sothing? If we have done nothing wrong, why fear them?"
"You..."
Jiang Xinghe was at a loss for words, pointing at him in anger, "Fine, fine, your wings have hardened, wait till your grandfather returns to deal with you."
He called his wife over and went to the back courtyard to see his son.
A group of direct lineage disciples followed him, leaving only Long Fei with a group of collateral relatives to finish the food and drink left on the table.
Once everyone had dispersed, people from the Bai Family ca and took Bai Fengling away.
The servants cleared the tables and chairs, leaving the engagent banquet to end hastily.
Long Fei took Su Yiyi and Little Nannan back to his yard and sat outside with Jiang Hengshuo for so tea.
Jiang Hengshuo cautiously said, "Brother, you may have dodged a bullet this ti, but those people ca with ill intentions; I’m afraid our Jiang Family will not escape this disaster."
Long Fei asked curiously, "Did our Jiang Family manipulate the accounts?"
Jiang Hengshuo lowered his voice, "In Celestial Mystery City, everybody does it; which family doesn’t manipulate accounts? Each year’s audit is just a formality. This ti seems different; they appear to be serious!"
Long Fei drank tea, pondering how to capitalize on the situation.
Who would have expected a sudden burst of black smoke rising into the Cloudy Sky from the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion?
Soon, soone ca to report that the accountant in the City Lord’s Mansion caught fire.
The fire was so fierce that it burned down the front yard of the City Lord’s Mansion.
Long Fei and Jiang Hengshuo exchanged glances and asked Su Yiyi and Little Nannan to stay ho while they ran over to watch the spectacle.
The front of the City Lord’s Mansion was already crowded; people from the City Defense Camp and the City Lord’s servants hurriedly went in and out to put out the fire.
Soon, Curly-Bearded Immortal and Saint Pen Scholar arrived with people, shouting at the front, "Damn it, a fire starts just when an audit begins; do you take for a fool?"
The sound was deafening, causing the buildings and halls in front to shake.
Saint Pen Scholar raised a golden brush into the air and pointed downward.
Suddenly, a heavy downpour fell over the City Lord’s Mansion.
The torrential rain quickly brought the raging fire under control.
City Lord Ye Qingtian soon showed himself, covered in soot, apologizing to the two, "Sorry, Immortal Envoy. Look at how clumsy my n are, not doing their job properly and burning the accountant’s office. Rest assured, I’ve had people salvage so of the account books, and nothing will hinder your audit."
"City Lord Ye, do you really think we are fools? Why did the accountant’s office catch fire now while we’re auditing?"
Curly-Bearded Immortal glared, exuding murderous intent.
Ye Qingtian’s aura was equally unyielding, releasing the pressure of the Divinity Transformation Realm as he clasped his hands toward the Curly-Bearded Immortal, "Immortal Envoy, it’s pure coincidence; I wouldn’t want this either. If you find it suspicious, then I have nothing more to say."
"Ye Qingtian!"
Curly-Bearded Immortal shouted with eyes wide, "Don’t think that just because the Ye Family from Celestial Realms City backs you, you can act brazen before . Let tell you, this audit was decreed from above, and no family can obstruct it. I’m waiting for you at the Welco Guest Building in the city; if a single account book is missing, I’ll execute justice on the spot!"
With this threat, he left with Saint Pen Scholar.
Ye Qingtian’s face changed several tis, turning back to his subordinates to scold them, "What are you looking at? Hurry and put out the fire! A bunch of fools, how are you so careless?"
Everyone dispersed quickly, and no one dared to join the excitent anymore.
Long Fei’s lips curved into a smile; he had a plan in mind.
Celestial Mystery City can’t be an easy target; anyone could see that.
This Ye Qingtian is probably trying to renege on his debts.
He’s daring to burn the accountant’s office likely because he has support in Celestial Realms City, expecting Curly-Bearded Immortal wouldn’t dare act against him.
After making things irreparable, he’d offer benefits to Curly-Bearded Immortal.
This could shrink a big problem into a small one, making a small problem disappear.
Curly-Bearded Immortal stirred up such a commotion, definitely not just to confront the City Lord.
His actions were likely to seek profit.
Otherwise, he would have fought Ye Qingtian already without so much chatter.
What Long Fei needs to do is simply fan the flas larger.
When the conflict becos irreconcilable, he can benefit like a fisherman in the chaos.
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