There were not many people attending the banquet, and because the environment was so dark, everyone unconsciously lowered their voices when talking.

Lan Sinian called the waiter to bring two glasses of wine, and chatted with Qin Changqing in a lazy manner.

"The Sharp Knife is different from other gangs. They maintain a relatively friendly cooperative relationship with almost all the clans in the empire, but they always keep their distance and stay outside the clans. As long as you give them enough money, they will sell you any weapon you want."

These words sounded a bit bewitching no matter how you listened to them, especially when they were stared at with a smile in Lan Sinian's light golden eyes.

However, Qin Changqing was not fooled at all. He took a sip of wine slowly and asked, "Didn't you say that he has the genes of the bat clan? And other people in the organization should have their own clans. It is impossible that they are completely unrelated, right?" Just like it is impossible for people to be without roots, just like China to the Chinese, it is a bond and pride engraved in their bones and blood. No matter how far they go, they will never forget their motherland. In the empire, the root that holds them together is their own clan.

Lan Sinian shook his finger, smiled at him and said, "Because they are all mixed-blood, commonly known as bastards."

Qin Changqing was stunned. From the word "bastard", he could tell what they had suffered.

"The eight clans of the empire, the three clans of the White Faction and the Flower Vine Clan of the neutral faction don't care much about these things nowadays, but the four clans of the Blood Faction are different. They attach great importance to their own bloodline genes. They look down on the royal family who always act as peacemakers, and they also sneer at the peace-loving Wind God Pterosaur Clan and Horned Dragon Fish Clan. Even more, they look down on the low combat value of the neutral Flower Vine Clan. They believe that only their genes are the best and most powerful and cannot be contaminated by other inferior genes. Therefore, once a clan member gives birth to descendants of other clans - especially the White Faction and Neutral Faction clans - they can only be inferior servants." The deputy steward of the palace, Sosito, who helped insult Qin Changqing, was sent to the empire as a spy because he was a mixed-blood, a bastard, because he was not qualified to obtain more resources in the clan.

Qin Changqing sneered after hearing this. "Such backward feudal dregs of thought, I didn't expect that an empire that has entered the interstellar age would also have it."

Lan Sinian continued nonchalantly, "It was under this kind of oppression that a half-blood broke away from the clan and founded the Sharp Knife thousands of years ago. Since then, they've developed many doctrines unique to the Sharp Knife." He paused, looking toward a corner of the hall, and continued slowly, "The boss I'm bringing you to must have paid a heavy price to escape and come to Emperor Star. I believe he's likely already freed from the Sharp Knife, so there's no need to worry if you do business with him."

Qin Changqing glanced at him and said with a smile, "I'm broke now, what kind of business can I do with him?"

Lan Sinian also looked at him with a smile without responding. Qin Changqing felt that this man looked very frivolous at ordinary times, but in fact it seemed that everything was in his hands.

"Mr. Jin?"

Just as the two of them were looking at each other and smiling meaningfully, a slightly excited voice interrupted.

Qin Changqing looked back and saw a stunning beauty standing a few steps away from them. The beauty was bright and beautiful, and very aggressive. Especially when staring at her with surprise and concentration in those beautiful eyes, it would be difficult for any man to escape her love.

Touching his chin, Qin Changqing tilted his head to look at Lan Sinian again, and asked him with an expression of anticipation, "Your lover?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Sinian didn't even glance at him, as if he didn't even notice the flowers swaying in the breeze. His slightly pale eyes stared at Qin Changqing and he confessed affectionately: "I've said before, there will always be only you in my heart. You are my star, I will always revolve around you, you are my whole world, I live for you and I will die for you."

"Is that so? Then what about those satellites that revolve around you and regard you as the whole world?" Qin Changqing raised his eyebrows.

"I don't need a satellite," the Emperor said arrogantly. "If you have one, just destroy it!"

"What do your satellites have to do with me? The stars will still revolve around the center of the Milky Way. If you have the guts, go ahead and destroy the Milky Way."

"My dear... you are free to follow whoever you want. Even if you are my whole world, I... will not interfere with your freedom!" His Majesty the Emperor said this with deep affection and sadness. Oh! He really loved his beautiful queen!

The beautiful queen said she didn't want to continue acting with him, it was too corny!

The beautiful woman next to them, completely ignored by the two men, was furious, her face almost green. But that was Mr. Jin, and even the current boss of Jiandao had to give him some respect. So even though he was the most famous and famous star in District 8, he didn't dare to say a word. She was just so envious of that man. Mr. Jin, the man who was sought after by so many, the man who never put anyone in his eyes, the man who was always so high and mighty, was actually willing to share his love with someone else for him. It was really, really enviable.

The arrogant Mr. Jin was quickly recognized by the other people attending the banquet, but he seemed to have a very high status in the underworld. Even if they recognized him, no one dared to approach him and talk to him easily, until a man who was a little older but still very tough and charming walked towards them.

"I didn't expect you to come, Mr. Jin."

This was the second time Qin Changqing heard someone say this today. He didn't know what status this Mr. Jin, disguised as Lan Sinian, held in the underworld.

Lan Sinian glanced at the middle-aged man and nodded coldly at him, "Bring my dear over to play."

This successfully shifted the attention of the middle-aged man and the others who were eavesdropping around him to Qin Changqing. Qin Changqing was not shy and nodded to the middle-aged man, "Hello."

Lan Sinian's words had already made clear their relationship, and he showed his fondness for Qin Changqing in every way. No one knew what the middle-aged man was thinking, but his expression remained calm. "Hello."

The middle-aged man invited Lan Sinian and Qin Changqing to sit next to him and had a coffee-like drink served. Then he asked Lan Sinian with a smile, "Why is Mr. Jin here on the Imperial Star? Is there something important?"

Lan Sinian took out the cigarette that Qin Changqing had seen last time from his clothes, and deliberately threw the lighter to Qin Changqing to ask him to help light it. Qin Changqing looked at him unexpectedly, met his smirking eyes, rolled his eyes, but still helped him light the cigarette.

After taking a puff of his cigarette, Lan Sinian said to the middle-aged man, "Something's up. Cang is here too. Green, I heard you've been collecting Kah's relics lately?"

The middle-aged man whom he called Green paused, then sighed and said: "He had such a glorious life, but died in a small castle in the end. I just hope that people will not forget him so quickly." Forget the hero who devoted himself to the country.

Lan Sinian seemed to disagree with his words. At this moment, he seemed to have completely detached himself from the identity of the emperor of the empire and was just a criminal who was born into the underworld.

"He's just stubborn," he commented casually, ignoring the middle-aged man's silence. He continued, "If he had agreed to your terms and left the empire, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

Green obviously agreed with what he said, but he did not echo it. Just like Lan Sinian had guessed to Qin Changqing before, he had already escaped from the sharp knife. Things in the world are always unpredictable. No one had expected that things would develop to this point, so there was no need to imagine those distant past events with an "if".

"How many of his relics have you collected now?" Lan Sinian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked casually.

"Not much." Green sighed again, "You should know that he was always very cautious in his life and seldom left things outside, but the area within a hundred miles of Kah Castle is still an uninhabited area. I posted a high purchase price at the auction house, but there has not been much useful information." There were some things he didn't say. Occasionally he would get some surprising good news, but every time he hurried over, the so-called authentic items he saw were all fakes.

Lan Sinian pinched Qin Changqing's waist under his palm, and the two of them understood each other tacitly. It seemed that those students had indeed received the news and wanted to take the risk to go to Castle Kah to collect General Kah's relics and make a fortune, but they all failed in the end.

"There will always be good news. There's no need to rush this matter." Lan Sinian comforted him casually.

"I hope so."

They stayed at the banquet until very late. In addition to asking Green for some information, Lan Sinian also took Qin Changqing to play in the city that never sleeps, District 8. It was not until the early morning that they boarded the aircraft to return to the palace.

After Qin Changqing returned, he kept thinking: Lan Sinian took the initiative to bring him to meet Green, but then seemed to have no intention of getting involved in the Kahe Castle incident. Was it because of his status to avoid suspicion? Or because he didn't want to interfere with his plans and plots?

He found that the longer he spent with Lan Sinian, the more he could sense the unfathomable depth of this man beneath his frivolous appearance.

Pinching his brows, Qin Changqing collected his thoughts and began to think about how to gain more benefits from the disease of "mania" without putting himself in danger.

Another day passed and he received a call from Xitu.

"Mr. Qin, are you free today?"

"Yes, is there anything wrong?" Qin Changqing was a little surprised.

"Well, I do have something to discuss with you." Situ said hesitantly.

Qin Changqing felt that what he wanted to say might be related to mania, so after a brief thought, he agreed, "Okay, let's do it now. I have to pick up my son later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the Central Building."

"good."