For Faen, killing the Chem-Barons was not a difficult task at all. Even saying, if it weren't for LeBlanc's appearance, the current Faen should be walking back while yawning.
But what Faen considered a rather boring process had completely different meanings for the people of the Twin Cities.
Looking at the footage projected by the Chem-tech airship in the sky, Vi had already opened her mouth wide in surprise. Recovering after a moment, bits of complexity also emerged in her eyes.
This guy, actually did it?
Regarding Faen going to Piltover to publicly execute the Chem-Barons, Vi supported it from the bottom of her heart, even wishing Faen success, best to kill all the Chem-Barons, including that guy Silco—not only because they murdered Vander, but more importantly, after leaving Stillwater Hold, before being persuaded by Caitlyn to join the Piltover Wardens, Vi had specially learned about the current Zaun.
Vi clearly remembered what Silco said when he launched a rebellion against Vander back then—he said Zaun would not continue to be weak, said Zaun would regain its backbone and courage, he said Zaun would prosper again. But what was the final result? The entire Zaun was like a chronically ill patient kicked straight into the ICU.
Before, although uncomfortable, taking some medicine and exercising more wouldn't have much impact. But now, the whole person was directly half-dead, about to kick the bucket, while these Chem-Barons were still scrambling to divide the property over there...
Vi once wanted to do something, but Caitlyn stopped Vi at that time, stating bluntly that the root of the problem was not just Zaun. Although standing from a Piltovian's perspective, Caitlyn's behavior of telling Vi all the reasons seemed like a Piltover traitor, but in Vi's view, Caitlyn pointed out the way for her.
Because after all, this was not a secret. As long as reaching a certain height, possessing independent thinking ability, and truly wanting to change the two cities. Then with a little thought, one could quickly understand some of the key problems.
Out of love for Zaun, Vi sincerely hoped Faen could succeed. But before this, Vi's reason had been telling Vi that this was impossible. Because Piltover's strength was no longer the intensity of the Vander era. Having passed the period of primitive accumulation, under endless wealth and the technological explosion brought by the Hextech Crystal technology revolution, today's Piltover was almost powerful in all aspects without dead angles. Except for being crazy enough, Zaun had no qualification to compete with Piltover in other aspects.
The reason why Zaun still existed, besides Zaun's special terrain making it hard to eradicate, was also because Piltover needed a place to bleed to transfer internal pressure.
But now... he really did it?
"Then doesn't it mean, that guy Jinx was right..." Muttering softly, Vi also fell into a brief silence after this. But then, Vi shook her head again. Because she felt this matter might not be that simple, just her brain was stupid and couldn't figure it out. And the smart Caitlyn wasn't here, so Vi planned to find a time to ask a smart fellow Zaunite.
Vi was just thinking Faen did a great job, but for the real Piltover, the impact caused by this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Amidst Viktor's excited roar on the side, Jayce on the side had already opened his mouth wide in disbelief.
Bluewind Manor, that was the dream paradise for any Piltovian. The so-called Piltover Dream was to change one's life through one's own efforts, through one's own talent, invention, and creation, owning one's own super workshop, letting oneself move into Bluewind Manor, and becoming a true upper-class person of Piltover.
And as the place where the wealthiest group of people in the entire Piltover lived, Bluewind Manor naturally possessed Piltover's strongest security forces.
Top-tier Hextech weapons that couldn't even be seen outside were everywhere in Bluewind Manor. Spellcasters, martial artists, and travelers from all over the world would often accept employment from trade nobles. But such a place was breached head-on by a Zaunite... well, a Zaunite from Ionia? And killed the Chem-Barons Piltover wanted to protect in front of everyone...
Just thinking, suddenly, Jayce realized something, then quickly went to the telescope by the window.
As the representative of the Piltover Dream, Jayce's weapons workshop was located in the upper-middle level of Piltover. On the same level, there were only a few private property workshops belonging to major merchant families. A bit further up was Bluewind Manor, where land prices were literally worth their weight in gold.
And now, through the telescope, Jayce quickly discovered the most chaotic, yet also the most crowded place in today's Piltover—the Piltover Trade Center.
And the place regarding related company stocks in the trade center was the chaos among chaos. Not now, but when Faen broke through the outermost defense, that is, when the Piltover Wardens quickly deployed defensive fortifications in the mid-level square at the cost of manpower and material resources to prevent Zaunites from jumping over the wall in desperation to launch a new round of riots, Piltover's stock market began to plummet at an alarming speed.
And now, as even Bluewind Manor was breached, the Chem-Barons Piltover collectively declared to protect in the name of the Council had been publicly executed by Faen.
Setting aside other aspects for now, Hextech stocks and military-industrial stocks began to plummet at an alarming speed. And the financial and trade sectors were also mutually affected to varying degrees. In addition, the real estate prices in the wealthy areas were cut in half directly—ordinary people buying real estate mainly consider cost-effectiveness, and supporting school district housing. But for these true rich people, the most important thing is safety.
Now even Bluewind Manor with the highest security level had been breached, the safety premium suffered a serious impact. Even looking from afar with a telescope, Jayce could feel the panic and despair of the investors...
"Good thing I don't trade stocks..."
Looking at the things and accidents happening below, even Jayce couldn't help but click his tongue secretly. But he didn't care too much, because he didn't understand, so he never touched this kind of thing. Houses were simply for living, having no idea of speculating on land.
But even so, with Jayce's intelligence, it wasn't hard to guess that the impact generated by this public execution had just begun.