The smile on Li Deyork's face froze instantly, his eyes wide with disbelief. At his own birthday banquet, he… he actually saw “……” Li Deyork’s complexion turned as gloomy as storm clouds before a tempest, his ashen face the very color of a bronze-forged sword. And the one who had dared to strike someone was Gu Yue Jiaying! A nun from Fabredis!

If she were merely Fabredis's daughter… Li Deyork struggled to quell the surge of agitation within him. If she were only Fabredis's woman, he might not fear a Saint-level Fabredis. Though he couldn't kill Gu Yue Jiaying, he could at least teach her a lesson and throw her out of the banquet.

But now… this woman, who currently appeared to be with Qian Jin! Li Deyork truly had a headache. With Gu Yue Jiaying openly injuring someone at his own party, if he didn't say something, his prestige would suffer. But if he spoke too harshly, how could he discuss the matter of Soul Weapons with Qian Jin later?

In a flash of lightning and flint, Li Deyork’s expression shifted rapidly as he approached Gu Yue Jiaying, his voice deep, "What exactly happened here?"

"Lord City Lord." Qian Jin extended an arm to block Gu Yue Jiaying, who was about to step forward, his face darkening as he spoke to her before she could utter a word, "Step back! Is your man dead? Is it your turn to shoulder the responsibility?"

Gu Yue Jiaying's advancing foot halted in mid-air. A look of astonished bewilderment crossed her face as she gazed at Qian Jin. A faint blush touched her cheeks. The head she had just held so proudly now dipped low. Her hands settled demurely in front of her, like a dutiful young wife, as she quietly retreated. Anyone seeing her in this state would never imagine that this woman was the fierce person who had just exploded into action, drawing a blade and kicking someone flying.

"Lord City Lord."

Qian Jin bowed respectfully to Li Deyork, "The matter is this: that person just now attempted to grope my woman."

The four women nodded vigorously, and nearby guests also confirmed the account. That guest, emboldened by alcohol and the belief that even if something happened at the City Lord's birthday banquet, it wouldn't amount to much, had reached out directly to grab Gu Yue Jiaying's