At a time like this, Ming Lingyi didn't mind name-dropping Li Yun to get things done.
Back then, Li Yun and her brother had a falling out over who would write the calligraphy for the "Ming Family Restaurant" sign. Fortunately, Ming Lingyi found a fair solution. She had two plaques made for the restaurant, one for each of them, putting an end to their squabbling.
"I'd love to see who's tougher—your friends or the patrols from the Jingzhao Mansion. Or perhaps your friends, Wang Wangtian, want to try their luck against the Emperor's Black Armor Guards?"
Ming Lingyi shot back without hesitation. Wang Wangtian had so blatantly threatened her; if she didn't show any reaction, wouldn't she seem like a total pushover?
A muscle in Wang Wangtian's beefy face twitched. He hadn't expected a woman like Ming Lingyi to be so unyielding. The sheer defiance in her tone, a clear "bring it on," left him speechless. The harsher threats he had prepared were now stuck in his throat.
