Li Jifan vigorously shook his head inwardly, feeling that he was perhaps overthinking.
However impressive the man may be, he was ultimately a mere farmer, and unlikely to claim his life like the Death God would.
Thinking of Xiao Changyi as a mere farmer, Li Jifan couldn't help but feel a surge of schadenfreude and a sense of superiority, believing himself to be of much higher status than Xiao, who couldn't compare to him at all.
An Jing didn't pay much attention to Li Jifan, so she failed to notice the added affection in his gaze towards her. She simply clasped her hands together and said to the four officials who bet with her, "Master Zhou, Official Zhao, Official Qian, Official Sun, now that the seedlings have survived, how do you see this...?"
