The Seven-inch Snake pondered, feeling uneasy about Qin Yi staying with the Poison Snake Organization. Better to let him go out and stir up trouble with the Soul Chasing Mercenary Group and Blood Killing Tower.

With Qin Yi causing commotion, ideally triggering massive waves in Sin City, everyone would bet, and his Poison Snake Organization would profit handsomely.

"Qin Yi, you must be careful," Yun Mengyao urged.

Qin Yi nodded slightly, then looked at Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian nodded slightly, understanding what Qin Yi wanted to convey; he would definitely protect these people.

Qin Yi turned to the Seven-inch Snake, seriously stating, "I'm telling you, if my friends lose even a strand of hair, I'll make you shorter. This isn't a threat, just a notification."

The Seven-inch Snake's face was as dark as if he had lost his parents. Here he was, a leader of the Poison Snake Organization, being threatened by someone, feeling utterly displeased. But for the sake of money, he endured.

Qin Yi looked at Yun Mengyao, "Be sharp, protect yourself well."

Yun Mengyao nodded slightly.

"Alright everyone, I'm off."

"Take care, brother Qin."

"Young Master Qin, be cautious."

Qin Yi smiled, nodded, and with a flash of movement, there was a loud bang as the ground beneath his feet shattered. Everyone was startled, seeing the ground within a hundred meters turn into a spider web. What terrifying power was needed to achieve this?

However, when they looked up again, they realized Qin Yi had disappeared without a trace.

The Seven-inch Snake and the others knew Qin Yi's final display was truly a threat.

But indeed they were frightened, if that foot had been stomped on a person, few could withstand it.

...

...

Leaving the Poison Snake Organization, Qin Yi headed directly to the center of Sin City, swaggering down the street.

"Oh wow, they even have a restaurant here."

Qin Yi noticed a seemingly decent restaurant with bustling patrons, indicating good business.

He patted his stomach, scolding the Poison Snake organization members for not even offering a meal, and headed straight into the restaurant.

"Sir, how many are in your party, dining or lodging?"

A nimble waiter rushed over, dressed in casual attire, seeing Qin Yi's unusual aura, smiled sycophantically.

"You offer lodging here?"

The waiter beamed with a smile, "Look at what you're saying, sir. What restaurant doesn't offer lodging? Not to brag, our Fuyuan Building is one of the best in Sin City. However, the price is slightly expensive."

Qin Yi chuckled, "How expensive?"

"Depends on whether you choose a private room or a regular one. The private room per day is at this level, while the regular one is slightly cheaper. Our high cost has its reasons; staying at our place, we can ensure your personal safety," the waiter explained.

Qin Yi was intrigued, "So your hotel's backing isn't simple to claim such protection in Sin City, not many forces dare to be this bold."

The waiter beamed widely, "You, sir, surely seem experienced, not keeping it a secret, the Blood Killing Tower backs our Fuyuan Building. Few dare disrespect the Blood Killing Tower in Sin City."

"The Blood Killing Tower?" Qin Yi's lips curled, just pondering where to find it, and here it was naturally. "No wonder, so it's the Blood Killing Tower supporting you. Well, I'm picky, let's first see how your restaurant's food fares."

The waiter proudly stated, "Sir, you've come to the right place. There's nowhere else in Sin City with such complete and delicious dishes as ours."

"Alright then, bring me your establishment's signature dishes, I'm not strapped for cash."

"Certainly, sir, please sit."

The waiter nodded obsequiously, leading Qin Yi to a table against the wall.

"Please wait, sir, I'll make the arrangements for you."

Qin Yi casually tossed several gold coins, "Serve me the finest drinks and dishes, don't skimp on my expense."

The waiter couldn't contain his laughter, most patrons here weren't strapped for cash, but his generosity was rare. The waiter immediately guaranteed to arrange it properly for Qin Yi.

Watching the waiter leave, Qin Yi's lips curled with sarcasm; don't be fooled by his obsequious demeanor now, once you can't pay after eating, his smiling face will turn into a knife stabbing straight into your heart. In Sin City, few good people exist; the kind ones can't survive here.

Soon, dishes were brought out one after another.

The waiter was truly devious, sensing Qin Yi's wealth, he planned for all the signature dishes and even included a jar of outrageously priced wine. Here, earnings from each table could yield commissions, showcasing quite an advanced business model.

The waiter regarded Qin Yi as a cash cow, since Qin Yi knew nothing about their establishment, he was surely new to Sin City. Failing to exploit a rich newcomer, others certainly would.

"Sir, are the arrangements satisfactory?"

Qin Yi nodded slightly, "Not bad, haven't had such a sumptuous meal in ages."

"Then enjoy, sir, I'll continue arranging more until you say stop, how does that sound?"

Qin Yi nodded slightly.

The waiter's eyes squinted with delight.

Dishes kept coming, and Qin Yi was enjoying them immensely.

Truthfully, this was the best meal he'd had since arriving in Sin City.

Standing by the counter, the waiter beamed with pride. He coordinated with the kitchen to choose the expensive dishes, delighting in calculating the anticipated commission from Qin Yi's table.

Other waiters were envious, all asking for tips on how to catch such wealthy prey.

After indulging fully, stuffing himself and drinking half a jar of wine,

the waiter scampered over eagerly, "Sir, are you satisfied with the meal?"

"Satisfied," Qin Yi replied with a smile, "May I speak with your shopkeeper?"

The waiter paused, feeling tense, perhaps this person had ties with the shopkeeper? If he indeed knew the shopkeeper and discovered his exploitation, would the shopkeeper be furious?

He cautiously asked, "Sir, do you know our shopkeeper?"

"No."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir, did you wish to see the shopkeeper because you weren't happy with the meal?"

"No."

"Then why seek our shopkeeper? Please clarify so I can inform him appropriately?"

Qin Yi looked up at him, poured himself a drink, took a sip, and smiled, "Honestly, I'm broke, those few gold coins were all I had for tips. I just want to ask your shopkeeper how long I'd need to wash dishes to repay this meal's cost."

The waiter's face darkened instantly, "You have no money?"

Qin Yi earnestly nodded.