The death of a Qin family relative seemed to signal that Qin Fan was done pretending and ready for revenge. The entirety of Jiangzhou City could sense an ominous storm brewing.
However, out of respect for Old Madam Qin's birthday banquet, the storm lurking beneath the surface remained deceptively calm.
The cries of surprise and shock from various magnates gradually subsided with the morning light. After all, on the day of Old Madam Qin's grand birthday, none of the well-wishers wanted to bring up a matter that the matriarch clearly knew nothing about.
The summer sun was scorching after nine o'clock. Yet, in the bustling Qin family mansion, which was already crowded with guests, smiles adorned the faces of everyone, from the arriving dignitaries to the welcoming Qin family members. Within a short span of two or three hours, the estate had gathered countless powerful and prestigious individuals.
