Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

At this moment, both Ran Xiaoyu and Ye Xun also showed a little panic.

After all, not everyone can face such a situation of being surrounded by swords and being calm, and they also know very well that it is almost impossible to rush out from such a house.

apart from--

Zhu Feng.

He sat there steadily, holding a wine glass in his hand, and the rattling atmosphere around him seemed to him to be nothing.

Seeing him like this, Jie Shi, who has "secured the chance", is also a little puzzled.

This person, too, has changed too much!

Jie Shi smiled and said, "How about Young Master Huang."

"..."

"Is this order for you, or did you do it yourself?"

Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I'm still thinking about it."

"Still thinking about it?" Jie Shi sneered: "You are not afraid that you will lose your life if you continue to think about it?"

As he said, the big guys around with swords and swords pushed forward step by step.

Only this time, because they saw Ran Xiaoyu's skill and knew that they were not easy to deal with, these people became more cautious and their eyes became more fierce.

Zhu Feng said calmly, "I didn't think about it."

"Oh? So what are you thinking about?"

"The next consideration is that although the body was sent to Peiping, I haven't written down exactly what happened."

"..."

"Because, I plan to leave after the banquet tonight, and personally explain."

"..."

"However, if Zai Xia died here-I'm afraid the people from the Yan Palace will have to investigate this matter in detail."

"...!"

Yan Wang Mansion!

When these three words were uttered, the whole lobby seemed to sink.

All people held their breath and stopped talking at this moment.

Jie Shi and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and after a long time, he slowly said, "What are you talking about? Yan Wang's Mansion...?"

"..."

"That is, who-King Yan?"

Zhu Feng smiled faintly, and said, "My Great Yan Country, it seems that there was only one Yan King."

If just now, Zhu Feng said that they had taken the body to report to the official, Jie Shi was a little surprised; Ran Xiaoyu's skill surprised them; then this time, he seemed to be frightened by the "king of Yan".

There was a cold sweat.

He took out a veil from his sleeve and wiped his forehead, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him.

"You, did you transport the corpse to Prince Yan's Mansion?"

"That's right," Zhu Feng said with a smile: "Because people can be regarded as being killed, if they are sent directly to the government, they will inevitably be implicated."

"..."

"The Yan Palace has always been in contact with our family."

"..."

"As long as they mediate from it, then in this matter, a thief can be sentenced to robbery, and the thief can be killed and meritorious.

"..."

"However, if Zai died..."

Zhu Feng raised his eyes, with a little gleam in his eyes, and looked at a cold-sweat calcite: "The people of King Yan's Mansion will definitely find out about this matter."

"..."

"When the time comes, I can't control what the boss will be involved in."

"..."

After he finished speaking, he poured a glass of wine leisurely and drank slowly.

Compared with his leisure, the calcite sitting on it was as earth-colored, and cold sweat fell drop by drop.

Obviously, "King Yan", this existence frightened him.

Nan Yan and Ye Yu were also a little nervous.

What will happen to Jie Shi?

Are you fighting for a dead fish and breaking the net, or—