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After the supervisor absent-mindedly finished listening to the waiter's report, he gave a light "En" and said, "If everything is fine, you can leave."
Otherwise, he would not dare to act so arrogantly. He dared to blow his nose and glare at the guests who came to his door. He could tell that the steward had something on his mind, so he asked tentatively, "Is Uncle thinking about Young Master Chen?"
The supervisor glanced at the waiter. He knew that his nephew's mind had always been lively and alert. "Young Master Chen's deal has already been completed. What's there to think about?"
The waiter laughed and said, "A man's wealth is his own fault. This Young Master Chen is very unfamiliar, he doesn't seem like someone from our county city. It's very likely that he came from the outside … I've already sent someone to follow him. "
The meaning of his words was that if Chen Qing could sell the Thousand Year Fire Lingzhi, he might have some good stuff on him. If the Star Condensation Pavilion sent someone to kill him for it, it wasn't impossible.
Although the supervisor had the same idea, he was more steady, "Although the other party may not be from the Spirit Martial County, he might have some background. If we try to get on his bad side, it won't be good if we anger him."
The waiter smiled and said, "That's not difficult. I have some connections with the Ink Blade Gang, so I can ask them to go and try." If the other party really has a great background, then it's not our fault. If it's just an ordinary person, then the Mo Dao gang wouldn't dare to offend our Star Condensation Pavilion. At that time, the benefits will still be ours.
The manager's eyes lit up. After pondering for a moment, he made up his mind. "I'll do as you say."
At this moment, in a brothel on the Street of Chicken Cry, the sect leader of the Mo Dao Gang, Duan Wuya, was hugging one another, enjoying the music and dancing in his room.
The things in his arms were all little beauties, and as they flirted, they passed wine and food to him, causing Duan Wuya to laugh out loud from time to time.
Just as Duan Wuya was rejoicing, several sect disciples rushed in with a sloppy-looking man supporting them. After entering, they knelt on the ground and shouted: "Sect Master! Hall Master Duan was beaten up! "
"What?" Duan Wuya looked at the heavily injured slovenly man and immediately stood up. He pushed away the beauty beside him, anger written all over his face.
The slovenly man was his little brother, if not, with his cultivation base at the fourth level of the Flaming Demon Realm, he would not have been able to become the hall master. Seeing the miserable state of the slovenly man, he grabbed one of the sect members by the collar and shouted, "Speak! "What's going on?"
The man wailed, "A kid from who knows where injured Hall Master Duan and a few other brothers in the small pavilion!"
Duan Wuya was infuriated, and he smacked the man in the face, "Hall Master Duan was beaten up by someone, you guys won't attack together?!"
"Sect Master, we were planning to go up together, but now that Yang Ruoxi from the small pavilion has appeared, we don't dare to do anything!" However, we already have a brother who has caught up with that brat.
"Then what are you waiting for? Summon the higher ups and chop him into pieces!" Duan Wuya growled.
"But that kid seems to be very familiar with Yang Ruoxi. According to our brothers' investigation, what other deals did the two make? They agreed to deliver the goods in three days … Sect Master, if we break the deal with that small pavilion, will that hot bitch Yang Ruoxi cause any trouble for us? "