Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Several jewel-like eyes looked at the fire lion, their shimmering light directly imprinted into the fire lion's eyes.

"Baron's Gaze," Baron Nashor's signature skill in the Rift, is a debuff that countless heroes deeply resent. Now, when applied to the Soul Eater larva, it should be called "Knight's Gaze."

His consciousness sank, and a frenzied and uneasy feeling suddenly surged from Fire Lion's mind. The surrounding space seemed to silently transform into a desolate dark purple space, with chaotic and decadent wills flowing continuously.

With bloodshot eyes, the Fire Lion looked at the obese body that was still howling in front of it, and bit down on Duer as if to vent its fear. The sound of tearing flesh and chewing kept coming from the iron cage.

After doing all this, the knight hurriedly took small steps, following closely behind Luo Tian.

Chapter Ten: The Highest Courtesy!

After leaving the Otherworld Management Committee, Luo Tian did not immediately go home, but instead went to deal with some "minor troubles".

Although it would be more appropriate to seek development through experience at this stage, Luo Tian did not like this option.

If we don't kill this scourge, are we going to wait for him to come looking for trouble, and then drag in some strange things like family elders, reclusive ancestors, or powerful sects?

Using Q to last-hit minions is the choice that best suits Luo Tian's wishes.

As for whether it would attract an investigation from the imperial higher-ups, Luo Tian didn't want to consider it at all; he just wanted to kill the guy in front of him first!

Luo Tian hailed a taxi and casually began to speak:

"Go to Sir Cowen's estate."

Upon hearing Luo Tian's words, the middle-aged taxi driver first glanced at Luo Tian in shock, then noticed that Luo Tian had walked out of the Otherworld Management Committee, and a respectful smile quickly appeared on his face.

"Are you Sir Cohen's guest, sir?"

Luo Tian raised an eyebrow.

"That's it!"

Sir Cowen did invite me, but it was to a banquet tomorrow, and I declined.

Today's visit to Sir Cowen's estate was somewhat of an uninvited affair.

However, Luo Tian didn't need to explain this small matter in detail; he simply said it casually as an admission.

The taxi driver's attitude became increasingly respectful.

"When we approach the manor, the knight's guards will conduct checks. You will need to identify yourself then."

Luo Tian nodded slightly and gave a perfunctory reply.

The car slowly moved forward, but to Luo Tian's surprise, Sir Kevin's manor was not in the suburbs, but in the core area close to the center of Ming City.

The fact that a hereditary noble could own a sizable manor in the heart of Mingcheng, complete with a private guard, speaks volumes about the influence of such a family.

With that in mind, Luo Tian began to organize the current situation of the Great Yin Empire in his mind.

The Great Yin Empire is one of the three great empires in the entire Star World. It not only has a vast territory, but also has numerous colonies overseas and even in the subordinate planes of the Star World.

As a genuine high-magic world, the Dayin Empire's ability to occupy such a vast territory demonstrates its formidable strength.

The extraordinary are divided into six well-known realms according to their ranks: extraordinary, transcendent, peak, ultimate, manifest, and demigod.

There are even stronger superhumans above demigods, but that is a secret known only to the upper echelons of the Great Yin Empire; ordinary people have no right to know it.

The only certainty is that the royal family, the noble council, and the Trigonometry are all guarded by extraordinary beings who surpass demigods and stand at the pinnacle of the world. This is the true foundation of these great powers.

The imperial family ruled the capital and the fiefdoms of the princes, while the Triune Church controlled overseas colonies—these were all too far removed from Luo Tian's reach.

The only thing Luo Tian truly came into contact with was the Noble Council, which managed the internal affairs of the Great Yin Empire.

In Luo Tian's view, the system of the Dayin Empire was similar to the separation of powers among the monarch, nobles, and theocracy, with the noble council in charge of the vast majority of affairs within the Dayin Empire.

The Noble Council, composed of hereditary nobles above the baron level, is the absolute power core of the Great Yin Empire.

At first glance, the requirements of the Noble Council, which are above the baron level, are not too difficult for the tens of thousands of nobles in the Great Yin Empire.

However, it should be noted that this refers to hereditary nobles, who possess fiefdoms and whose titles can be passed down from generation to generation.

Even if a nobleman who cannot inherit the title is granted the title of duke by the royal family, he is still not eligible to be included in the council of nobles, which shows how high the status of hereditary nobles is.

Sir Cowen inherited the family's title of knighthood, which, although only the lowest noble rank besides the honorary title of knight, was still enough to make powerful earls extend olive branches to him.

With his hereditary title of nobleman, Cowen was only one step away from entering the core of power, the Noble Council, and would be considered among the upper echelons of the capital.

Having figured out Sir Kevin's identity, Luo Tian finally understood why a mere knight could so easily threaten an imperial civil servant and have the entire Otherworld Management Committee fawn over him.

This made Luo Tian sigh.

"In the world of One Piece, this would definitely qualify him as the number one Celestial Dragon."

The taxi driver ahead seemed puzzled by Luo Tian's remarks, clearly unaware of what Celestial Dragons were.

But as a qualified taxi driver, this middle-aged man took the initiative to start a conversation with Luo Tian.

"I think you are a member of the Otherworld Management Committee, which would make you a true imperial civil servant."

Is there some important matter at Sir Cowen's estate?

The driver's question stumped Luo Tian, ​​leaving him unsure how to respond.

After all, Luo Tian couldn't possibly tell the driver the truth that he was there to take Sir Kevin's life.

Seeing Luo Tian's troubled expression, the driver chuckled, gave him a knowing look, and said kindly in a tone of someone who had been through it all:

"Actually, there's nothing to worry about when giving gifts to such important figures. After all, it's easier to get things done with gifts!"

Moreover, being able to send gifts to a figure as important as Sir Kevin Corvin requires considerable influence; many people would like to do so but don't have the connections!

Luo Tian was slightly taken aback, realizing that the driver must have imagined that Luo Tian was an imperial civil servant who was trying to curry favor with important figures.

Luo Tian did not refute the driver's response, but instead smiled and acquiesced.

After all... sending Sir Kevin Corvin on his way could be considered a gift.

I wonder if Sir Kevin actually likes the gift Luo Tian gave him.

After finding common ground, the experienced driver fully utilized his social skills and began to impart many techniques to Luo Tian.

For example, how to give a satisfactory gift to a leader, how to make a leader willing to accept a gift, and how to subtly make a request to a leader.

While imparting his skills, the experienced driver also inquired with great concern whether Luo Tian had made any prior preparations for this gift-giving.

Luo Tian himself said he had benefited greatly from the experience and answered the veteran driver's questions very seriously.

Sir Kevin would certainly be pleased with a gift like this. (Only a living person has the right to comment on whether a gift is satisfactory.)

Sir Cohen will not refuse this gift. (He can't refuse it if he can't accept it.)

Sir Cowen would likely not refuse if he made the request himself. (Of course, a dead man wouldn't refuse.)

All of this led to a pleasant conversation between the two along the way.

When the conversation reached its peak, the experienced driver even offered Luo Tian a reminder:

"Sir Cohen is a man who is very particular about pomp and ceremony, so you'd better be mindful of that when you give a gift."

Luo Tian suddenly realized, and then said to the experienced driver in a serious tone:

"It was indeed my mistake. If my brother hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about such an important matter."

I should have found four well-dressed Black men beforehand to present a grand gift to Sir Cowen.

The experienced driver looked puzzled: "What does this have to do with Black people?"

Luo Tian shook his head, his expression solemn:

"In my hometown, Black people carrying a coffin is the highest form of respect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of intense white light instantly enveloped the entire taxi. The experienced driver, still swerving in the white light, crashed headfirst into the roadside green belt.

The driver's head hit the steering wheel, and he immediately passed out.

Sitting in the car, Luo Tian looked in the direction from which the intense white light was emanating, and saw a beautiful manor completely melted into endless flames.

Seeing this, Luo Tian tapped his head in annoyance.

"The Black pallbearers seem to be no longer needed?"

Chapter Eleven: Are You Threatening Me?

After tossing 10 Star Coins to the experienced driver in the driver's seat, Luo Tian opened the car door and got out of the taxi.

The intense white light in the distance was still clearly visible, as if a sun that had fallen to earth was slowly engulfing everything in Sir Cowen Manor.

Staring directly at the magnificent scene of destruction before him, Luo Tian pondered for a moment, then continued walking towards the manor.

High above the Sir Kevin Estate, Yin Qianyu, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, looked down at the scene of destruction below, her wine-red eyes filled with indifference.

At this moment, Yin Qianyu changed out of her black dress and put on a blue and white military uniform that perfectly outlined her beautiful figure. Her long, silvery-white hair was draped over her like a cape.

The skirt below the military uniform just reached her thighs, and white high-heeled boots completely covered her calves, the absolute area between the boots and the skirt having an alluring, warm hue.

Such an outfit, when worn by Yin Qianyu, does not appear vulgar. On the contrary, it carries a sense of menacing power that makes it impossible for anyone to look directly at her.

She simply stood there, and she seemed like a queen who held the reins of power and could decide the fate of the world with a single word.

Her wine-red pupils reflected the destructive scene that resembled the arrival of the sun, and Yin Qianyu's face remained calm and composed.

She simply crossed her arms and gazed silently at the manor before her, as if waiting for something.

"Ugh!"

A long sigh suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, and the entire space seemed to freeze at that moment.

The next second, a withered hand slowly emerged from the blazing fireball. With a gentle press of the hand, the enormous fireball enveloping the manor began to shrink, revealing the desolate land scorched by the flames.

The fireball quickly shrank to the size of a palm and was easily extinguished under that tightly clenched hand.

It was as if, to him, the flames that burned the earth were nothing more than a tiny flame lit by striking a match.

The flames died down, and the most central villa of the manor was finally revealed on the barren land.

Although most of the manor villa was burned down, the central hall remained intact.

An old man dressed in a gray robe, his face and body decayed like a corpse, stood in the hall, silently watching Yin Qianyu in the sky.

"Your Highness has surely vented your anger. Why don't we just let it go?"

The old man forced a kind smile onto his wrinkled face and asked in a consultative tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sir Kevin, who was standing in the hall, suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to refute something to the old man in mid-air.

But under the old man's seemingly casual glance, all the words of rebuttal were swallowed back down.