Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 912 872: Let Him Go

"Today I'll tell you this: I will never obey you.

Remember this—so long as I still have one breath left in me, I will never let you have your way,

and I will never let you bunch of old codgers have your way either.

Remember this: this world belongs to me! This world belongs to the Chen family!

Anyone who wants to seize this throne from me, from the hands of the Chen clan, I will use everything I have to kill him. Even you are no exception."

At the end, he even directly stuck out a finger and pointed at Lin Yi on the seat, which was something no one around had ever imagined.

This King You, who usually bullied the weak and feared the strong, was actually this tough at this moment, able to say something like that. And truth be told, that feeling was really quite strange.

Not only that, at this very moment they even felt that this King You actually had a bit of blood and backbone; facing such an Immortal‑like figure, he could still say something like that. It was obvious he truly wanted to protect the Chen family's interests.

He just never imagined that the moment he pointed a finger at Lin Yi, he had already set one thing in stone—that he was going to regret this endlessly.

As soon as his finger pointed toward Lin Yi, he suddenly felt a flash of white light, and in the next instant he howled in agony.

Looking again at that moment, the very finger he'd been pointing with had already fallen to the floor with a soft plop.

As for everyone present in the hall at this moment, they only felt their vision blur; in the next instant they saw that Lin Yi, who had been sitting on the upper throne, suddenly vanished, and with another blink, he was somehow back there again.

Of course, this kind of speed, far beyond human limits, definitely didn't come from Lin Yi's own body, but from the Iron Man's Armor system operating the Iron Man Armor.

In barely the span of a single breath, Lin Yi, who had been more than ten meters away from King You, instantly appeared in front of him. The small dagger in his hand slid swiftly, and in the next moment that suddenly jutting finger was gone.

The speed was simply too fast—so fast that humans couldn't react at all, so fast that no one present in the hall could react.

Including King You himself; only when he realized his finger was gone did he let out that strangled, bestial scream.

Yet with his scream, the pain instantly flooded into his brain, and for this King You who was used to a life of pampered luxury, there was no way he could bear it.

And right then, Lin Yi's indifferent voice rang clearly in everyone's ears.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried straight through; even the wailing King You heard it clearly, the words drilling directly into his ears:

"If you point your finger at me again, next time it won't just be that one finger you lose, but the whole hand that you point at me with."

Lin Yi's voice was ice‑cold, enough to make people feel a chill run down their spine. That aura was just too overpowering—so overwhelming that even King You couldn't help shuddering violently.

However, with that finger gone, King You was completely enraged as well.

So many years on the throne had long since shaped his arrogant and overbearing temper.

You could say he never regarded human life as human life at all, only as something as lowly as ants.

Because of that, King You's hands were soaked in the blood of innocents.

Only now that it had fallen on his own head, how could he possibly accept it?

So, refusing to believe in this so‑called evil, he deliberately stuck out his finger again and pointed at Lin Yi.

Not only that, he didn't just stick out one hand's fingers; he even raised both hands, every finger on them all pointed straight at Lin Yi, while his mouth spat out vicious words:

"Very good. Aren't you arrogant? Aren't you so powerful?

If you've got the guts, cut off all my fingers and both my hands.

Heh, chickening out, aren't you? If you're scared then stop putting on an act in front of me.

Hurry up and roll back to wherever you came from. I'll just pretend none of this ever happened."

Yet the moment his words fell, a figure once again flashed into being right before him. Not only could he not see clearly; the people all around couldn't see clearly either.

And in the next instant, they saw that King You had already lost both his hands entirely.

King You was truly dumbfounded this time. Staring at his severed wrists, he suddenly burst into tears with a loud wail.

The pain was actually secondary; what he really couldn't bear was the fact of becoming a cripple.

When he started crying, everyone couldn't help curling their lips, Lin Yi included. In his heart he couldn't help吐槽: with mental fortitude like this, how did he ever end up as King You?

If it had been some other king, even faced with this kind of situation, they probably still wouldn't have yielded so easily.

Of course, that would only happen in a scenario where they directly fought it out.

Lin Yi believed that once they saw what he was capable of, they would definitely surrender without a fight.

"This matter ends here. I can choose not to pursue it further with you. If there's a next time, then what you lose will be the thing on your neck that you use to eat with. Remember what I said.

Also, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Pack up and get out of here immediately. I can leave you one life."

Having learned his lesson, this King You—Chen Shiren—instantly sobered up.

His crying stopped, the curses he'd been about to spit out were swallowed back, and he gave Lin Yi a cold look. In the end he gritted his teeth, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Watching his departing figure, Lin Yi didn't say anything. Since he'd promised to let him go, he absolutely would not go back on his word.

Only, when those old ministers saw that King You actually turned and left, they all couldn't help turning their gazes to Lin Yi. That Right Chancellor in particular couldn't help but say:

"Young Master, if you don't cut cleanly now, you'll suffer the chaos later. If you let him leave today, he will definitely bring an army back here someday. When that time comes, the loss may outweigh the gain."

What he said was already very clear: no matter what, he absolutely did not want to let Chen Shiren walk out of here alive today.

But as for those words, Lin Yi only shook his head helplessly, then waved his hand and said:

"A gentleman's word is as good as a galloping team of four—once spoken, it cannot be taken back. Since I promised to let him leave, I will never go back on my word."

After saying that, he simply shut his eyes of his own accord and leaned back on that armchair.

[To be continued....]