In the capital, there were only a handful of powerful families. Marrying back and forth, everyone had somewhat of a connection with one another. It could be said that whether it be blessing or disaster, they must bear it together.

Lu Chang's words were a reminder, but also a threat.

Fang Qin stopped crying and straightened up slowly. He looked at Lu Chang for a moment and thought to himself, A small officer in a district would dare to threaten me. This man cannot stay.

"Master Lu, please stand up," Fang Qin pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I still keep to my words, this is useless no matter who you seek for help. If you want a turnaround, you should start with His Highness Yan Wang."

Lu Chang saw that they had returned to the starting point again. His face was morphed into a bitter gourd: "But that..."

Fang Qin put up a hand to cut off his words, poured out a little water from the teapot on the small table, and lowered his voice "What kind of person is Yan Wang? The whole national treasury passes through his hands, would he care about your meager gifts? Moreover, some men are good-natured and prefer cleanliness. They don't want those miscellaneous people to be close to them. It's not uncommon for them to not favor beauty, what's more, those commonplace women you've collected are not beautiful either. Even I feel that they are eyesores, let alone Yan Wang?"

Lu Chang: "Then..."

Dipping in tea, Fang Qin slowly wrote the four words ‘donning the royal robe’* on the table, giving Lu Chang a meaningful look, who was still stunned, then stretched out his hand to erase the handwriting on the table.

*an idiom that means 'be acclaimed as an Emperor'

Lu Chang was staring with wide eyes and his tongue was tied for a long time. He fell down onto the seat next to him, his lips trembling a few times. "Master Fang, doing this, this is…"

Fang Qin sneered and said, "What? Then what are you intending to do? Kill Yan Wang on his way like killing those people who did not have the power to even tie down chickens? Do you really think the Marquis of Order who stood silently on the side in the court all day long is only a flower vase for decoration? Or do you really think that your brother-in-law can cover the sky with one hand and let the imperial officials return empty-handed? If that's the case, how did that wicked monk's letter climb all the way to the Grand Council? The current Emperor cannot contain even one tiny dust in his eyes. Remember back when they turned on each other, even the Marquis of Order was imprisoned. Do you think he will be lenient with the Lu family — with those of us?"