Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
For a brief mont, the scene appeared chaotic, and those who were already standing at the fence moved their gaze to the room where Feng Jiu and the others were.
The man was just in the middle of having a conversation with Room 9 when he unexpectedly fell. It seed likely that Room 9’s guest was the one responsible for the attack and injury.
“Young Master!”
A man rushed over to help the man in luxurious attire who was lying on the ground and asked, “How are you, Master? Where do you get hurt?”
“Hiss! Legs, calves” The man in luxurious attire answered, pointing to his calf.
The man, dressed in tight-fitting martial arts garb, bent down to check. “It’s swollen!” he exclaid as he rolled up his master’s trouser legs and saw the slightly red and swollen calves.
The man in Room 5 stood at the fence, hands clasped behind his back, looking at the black-robed man who stood up and pulled open the crystal curtain. When he saw the black-robed man, he had a different look in his eyes.
Surprisingly, this man looked so young and also quite outstanding. The black-robed man began his attack after the man said sothing that offended the woman in red. Clearly, he held the woman in red in high regard.
Xuanyuan Mo Ze stood with his hands behind his back at the fence. He did not conceal his Celestial Peak pressure. As he looked down at the man in luxurious attire, he said gravely, “It was I who hurt you, what are you going to do about it?”
When the man in luxurious attire, who was being helped by his accompanying guard, heard this, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth and say, “If you have the guts, leave your na!”
“Haha.”
Xuanyuan Mo Ze sneered, and the deep black pupil grew cold. “Soone like you wants to know my na? You think too highly of yourself!” His tone was extrely arrogant, indicating that he looked down on the man.
“You!”
The man fixed his gaze on Xuanyuan Mo Ze. Perhaps because he only had one attendant and his calf was red and swollen, he yelled imdiately “Where is the steward? Co on out!”
The steward, who had been trying to stay out of their business, saw what was happening and finally broke his silence, laughing it off. “The two visitors should move back a little bit. This is, after all, the City in the Sky. It’s not good for anyone if things get out of hand.”
“It’s simple. Why don’t you just ask Room 9 to give the beauty in red as a gift to Room 13’s guest?” A man said this while leaning against the fence with his hands around his chest, as if he wasn’t afraid of making a scene, but also deliberately picking fights.
Hearing this, the man looked provocatively at Xuanyuan Mo Ze and said, “That’s not bad. If you want to step back, it’s easy. Send the woman in red to !”
Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s eyes turned chilly. He was about to open his mouth when he noticed the crystal curtain open and Feng Jiu co out and grab his hand with both hands. This gentle squeeze helped suppress his fury.
He looked at her and noticed that she was smiling. After giving her a tender glance, he turned his attention to the man in luxurious attire who was being supported by his attendant.
Because of her appearance at this ti, the man in Room 5 was staring at her ardently, while the rest of the people were staring at her in awe; as if they hadn’t expected the woman to have a face that could topple a kingdom with her beauty.
“I believe Young Master has an excellent deanour and must be the son of a prominent family.” Feng Jiu said softly with a smile, her gaze falling on the dumbfounded man in luxurious attire. “How can you make life difficult for an insignificant woman like ? Don’t you, Young Master, agree?”
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