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Chapter 102 Jiang Feichen sues!
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The coercion of the twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators came together to suppress them.

Jiang Feichen suddenly felt his body sink, as if he was carrying a heavy weight on his shoulders.

Breathing became extremely difficult, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, extremely dull.

"Do you want to get off your horse!"

Jiang Feichen's brows were tightly frowned, the source meridian of the Beginning Dao in his body was activated immediately, and the pressure on his body was instantly reduced by [-]%.

"I don't know that your Excellency is the lord from the Aojian City branch, Jiang is far away!"

Jiang Feichen's body trembled, his steps didn't stop at all, and he strode towards the man in brocade clothes above the meeting hall.

"Stop, who told you to approach!"

Seeing Jiang Feichen approaching, on the high platform of the meeting hall, a monk holding a sword stepped forward, stretched out his arm, pointed at Jiang Feichen, and shouted loudly.

"Jiang Feichen is my shopkeeper of Baibing Pavilion, who are you, dare to be so rude to the shopkeeper!"

"What do you adults want to do, this is my Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang!"

Seeing the monk opposite, he exerted coercion on Jiang Feichen and reprimanded him sharply. All the stewards present couldn't bear it any longer.

"Hmph, a small shopkeeper of Baibing Pavilion in Fangshi, what a fart, our young master is from the branch of Aojiancheng, so why don't we tell you what we want to do!"

The monk holding the sword and building the foundation shouted: "Now the shopkeeper of the Baibing Pavilion has been taken over by my young master. We have the final say on everything here!"

"No reason!"

"how so!"

In the meeting hall, all the stewards of Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang were filled with resentment.

But it happened that the other party had orders from the Aojian City branch, and they were angry in their hearts, but they were helpless.

"Young master, if you are really the new shopkeeper assigned by the Proud Sword City branch, I will cooperate, but the attitude of your subordinates should be restrained first."

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Feichen's originally gloomy face suddenly calmed down a lot.

He stopped and looked towards the brocade-clothed man with narrowed eyes and holding a folding fan on the high platform, cupped his hands and said, "After all, although we work in Baibing Pavilion, we are not your servants."

"Attitude? What attitude!"

Hearing this, the man in brocade clothes glanced at Jiang Feichen casually, and said slowly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with their attitude. Since you are holding the salary of Baibinge, you should have the consciousness of bowing your knees."

"So, the young master doesn't plan to take care of it!"

Jiang Feichen said calmly.

"Hmph, you are Jiang Feichen. I've heard of you. You don't know how to measure yourself. You think highly of yourself. You rely on a little artifact refining inheritance. You have no rules and act recklessly!"

The man in brocade clothes glanced lightly at Jiang Feichen and smiled coldly.

Ignoring Jiang Feichen's question at all, he just said indifferently: "You guys wait first, I'm tired of driving and riding, and I'll convey to you the will of the Aojiancheng branch after I have rested enough."

The man in brocade clothes lazily stretched his body, leaned on the back of the chair comfortably, his eyes glanced over all the stewards present, and finally stopped on Yang Yumei.

A pair of dead fish eyes glanced up and down without any scruples.

Such a frivolous behavior made the anger in the hearts of all the stewards rise even more.

Yang Yumei's pretty face also instantly darkened.

"Jiang asked again, do you want to restrain your subordinates?"

Jiang Feichen seemed to turn a blind eye to the frivolous and unreasonable behavior of the man in the five-color brocade suit. He looked calm and clasped his fists at the man in the brocade suit again.

"These sword-wielding monks have spoken disrespectfully to my Qinghefang staff and me, the shopkeeper. I hope you can make them apologize for their words and deeds!" Jiang Feichen was very persistent.

"Humph!"

However, the man in five-color brocade clothes ignored Jiang Feichen's question at all, and just let out a cold snort, his eyes never leaving Yang Yumei's delicate body.

"This monk, shouldn't he take the initiative to apologize!"

Jiang Feichen still persevered. When he saw the man in brocade, he didn't answer, but turned to look at the sword-wielding monk who spoke rudely.

"In addition, you should not be in my Baibing Pavilion. This is the important place of Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang. After you apologize, please leave on your own initiative!"

Jiang Feichen cupped his fists again.

"Stupid!"

Hearing the words, the sword-wielding monk seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm next to Jiang Feichen's shoe.

Seeing this, the rest of the sword-wielding monks also burst out laughing.

"Since everyone insists on this, don't blame Jiang for being rude!"

Jiang Feichen grabbed the Qiankun bag with one hand, and said solemnly again: "I will give you one last chance, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what!"

"Could it be that you alone still want to fight with twenty of us!"

Seeing this, all the sword-wielding monks thought that Jiang Feichen wanted to do something, but they all sneered with disdain, and didn't take Jiang Feichen to heart at all.

"Otherwise, I will report to the security inspection team!"

The brilliance of Jiang Feichen's Qiankun bag flashed, he held something tightly in his hand, and held it up high.

But it is the most common halberd tooth 90-type palm treasure.

"What! Report to the patrol!"

"Ahahaha, I thought this kid was tough!"

"Report to the inspection team? How old are you this year!"

All the sword-wielding monks were taken aback when they heard the words, but then laughed out loud.

How dare you report to the inspection team!

Are you kidding me.

Such a big man, yet so mentally unsound.

I don't know how to become the acting treasurer of Baibing Pavilion.

You'll take care of it for the Patrol!
Even if you want to take care of it, you have to worry about the forces behind my young master.

In the end, [-]% of the people were taken away, or you!

The monks laughed so hard that they even burst into tears.

Especially Jiang Feichen held the treasure in his palm high, as if holding a Shangfang sword.

So fucking retarded.

"Treasurer Jiang, you are..."

All the stewards of Baibing Pavilion are also puzzled.

Only Yang Yumei's beautiful eyes gradually smiled.

In this world, Yang Yumei would believe anyone who was said to have no brains or a sane mind.

But would Jiang Feichen be a mentally unsound person?
Just a joke, if he is mentally handicapped, everyone in this world will be an idiot.

Although Yang Yumei didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Jiang Feichen's gourd.

But there is one thing she can be sure of.

That is, the monks who are laughing happily on the opposite side may not even be able to cry in a while.

"Okay, since you all refuse to repent, don't blame General Jiang for being ruthless!"

With a look of determination on Jiang Feichen's face, he solemnly raised the treasure in his palm, and tapped it lightly.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Feichen was like a child who had been bullied, complaining to the teacher, and yelled something to the palm treasure in his hand.

"Is it the inspection team? I'm Jiang Feichen. I was bullied in the inner courtyard of Baibing Pavilion in Qinghefang. There are a lot of them. Come and save me!"

　Hello, patrol team?Some people here read books, do not vote for recommendation!

　　


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