The servants found it troublesome, so they casually picked a few people to handle it.

The people they found audaciously planned to whitewash themselves as servants of the Alben Family, believing that by doing so, they could live under the Alben surname and achieve a meteoric rise.

This display of utter foolishness made Faust feel a pain that he couldn’t quite swallow.

Seeing these people still desperately trying to masquerade as nobles, Faust truly felt a sense of shame that was beyond measure.

It’s like when your fellow countryman goes abroad and, in a foreign public place, shamelessly performs some absurd act—even if you don’t know him personally but only know he’s from your country—the sense of indescribable shame and disgrace overwhelms you.

What worsened Faust’s predicament was recalling his former status as the second seat of the Praise Society, essentially the leader of the nobles, a position just below one and above millions, and yet here he was, oppressed by this group of fools to such an extent.

Thinking of this, even the noblest grace and dignity would be cast aside by him, and he felt like he was burning with wrath.

He even began reflecting at this moment, pondering why he was suppressed by these idiots to such a degree that his policies couldn’t even leave the city?

Was my past self too extreme, or too mild?

Faust began reflecting, recalling that the most frequent thing he heard before was, "Sir, this will cause global upheaval; it’s too extreme."

He always thought of himself as a very extreme person, but now, he even doubted whether his past self was too gentle—so gentle that this bunch dared to disrespect him?

"Hahaha..." Xue Dili let out a mocking laugh.

Faust turned his face away, unable to maintain his composure any longer amidst the chaos.

"So, these are the Mysterious Nobles and gangs you were fighting against? I think I understand the level here now." Xue Dili laughed, glancing at Faust, who was hesitating to speak, feeling amused.

"What level..." Faust asked, seemingly to politely engage.

"The level at which one could walk over the bones of officials and nobles on Heaven Street." Xue Dili laughed, looking at the map on the table in the direction of the Alben Family, saying, "Faust, breaking into a noble family is much easier than joining one."

"With your strength, you could long have ignored those comprador nobles and killed everyone you dislike alone, but you’re so indecisive, so sentimental, and thus achieved nothing. Watch and learn, I’ll teach you how to talk to nobles and their lackeys." Xue Dili chuckled.

The next moment, he grinned sinisterly, looking at the gang lackeys and said bluntly, "Is your nine clans sold in bulk?"

Gang lackey: "?"

They were momentarily stupefied by Xue Dili’s words; having dealt with other gangsters before, they never expected such a response—either polite or with an attitude demanding more benefits.

They had never seen anyone like this before.

"Get lost, clueless fools." Xue Dili casually burned the letter to ashes, issuing an eviction order, "Otherwise, I don’t mind leaving your lives here along with your nine clans’."

The gang lackeys stared in shock, suddenly sensing something indescribable on this young person that seemed to manifest only in true nobles.

But seeing the seal burned, their breathing became rapid, and they said with a tough exterior but a cowardly interior, "What are you trying to do? Do you dare to defy the Alben Family?"

"Splat!"

A spear of blood instantly pierced through the person who spoke, skewering him like candied fruit, even hanging the corpse on the blood spear, maintaining his tough exterior and cowardly interior expression.

"Let’s go, Xiao Organization, you’ll regret this!" The others fled in terror, leaving behind just that sentence.

Xue Dili didn’t intend to kill them; after all, he needed them to convey the message back to the Alben Family.

Watching them leave in a panic, Xue Dili asked, "Faust, if I kidnap your student, Harley Alben, what are the odds that Mephisto will directly intervene?"

Faust emerged from the embarrassing situation, starting to ponder the question posed by Xue Dili.

"I don’t know, but the probability shouldn’t be low, since Harley and Mephisto had mutual affection during their student days... Moreover, Mephisto seems to value emotions greatly, just like when I used the official version of the Divine Descent Ceremony, he merely imprisoned me instead of killing me outright..."

Faust gave himself as an example.

Xue Dili thus understood what to do next.

"Watch and learn, I’ll perform a guise and substitute maneuver to see how I can possess the Alben Family and seamlessly encounter Harley Alben. Once she appears before me, she won’t have a choice then." Xue Dili grinned. The energy storage of Flowing Light Sand is now sufficient to support Genesis for over six minutes.

And he doesn’t even need the full Genesis; even in his currently half-disabled state, combined with Faust, they could easily abduct that demigod Miss Alben to the Consciousness Space.

Here, she wouldn’t have a choice.

And thus, they would scheme Mephisto’s downfall.