However, there was plenty of time to deal with this guy later; Qin Chu was in no hurry.
"Alright, Lex, you can go back and prepare weapons for Qin," Wozworth waved his hand and said.
Lex, as he was now, didn't warrant Wozworth's attention, nor could Wozworth imagine that this insignificant swordsmith he barely noticed would one day sweep away most of the Empire's wealth, leaving Wozworth so frustrated he itched to the core yet could do nothing about it.
Before the Emperor, Lex dared not be presumptuous and quickly bowed and scraped his way out.
After this discordant person left, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward. Whether it was Wozworth, Augustus, or those nobles, their gazes fell on Qin Chu from time to time, yet they didn't know how to start the conversation.
And Qin Chu was already well aware of their reactions.
The Seventh Prince, Warren, had tipped him off earlier.
