211 This is not a misunderstanding? 1
The next day, Leng Zitian and the other two left the inn early in the morning. The three of them were preparing to leave Jinxi with their own different moods, but...
Before a group of people left the border of Jinxi, they were blocked by people dressed in guards.
"I have met Prince Leng, Miss Ye Er...org My master asked Prince Leng and Miss Ye Er to meet at the mansion." The guard who led the lead spoke respectfully and said respectfully
The other guards behind lowered their heads slightly to express their respect for Leng Zitian and the others.
"Your master?" Ye Yimu raised his eyebrows and asked calmly. At least so far, this group of people is quite polite, so Ye Yimu does not plan to solve the problem by force for the time being. Let's see the situation first.
What made her curious was that these guards seemed to have decided at a glance that they were the ones they were looking for, and they knew their whereabouts very well...
"Yes, please, two of you." The leading guard continued to say without being humble or arrogant. It could be seen that this was a team of strictly trained guards. They were respectful but not humble, serious but not blind.
"Who is your master? Why do he ask us to go when we want to go?" Situ Mingri, who was standing beside him, was upset and said with disdain.
"My master only invited Prince Leng and Miss Ye Er. You can do whatever you want, Mr. Situ." The leading guard was still neither humble nor arrogant but more polite.
The face slap, the naked face slap, Situ Mingri was speechless in an instant, but he was choked and speechless. At this time, he couldn't hit the leader. What he said was right, and there was no intention of provoking, right? He was just a stubborn and honest truth.
Ye Yimu held back and didn't laugh. She had long regarded Situ Mingri as her own person, laughed at her own people in front of outsiders, and made her own people lose face. Moreover, she had to get face for her own people. If she lost a point, she would ask for two points for him.
"Your master wants to ask us to go?" Ye Yimu said calmly, and his tone could not hear any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
"Yes, the master said that we would invite Prince Leng and Miss Ye Er to gather at the mansion." The leader responded, and his stern expression was just performing the mission with a clear look.
After hearing the leader's words, Ye Yimu did not respond immediately, but calmly looked at the group of people behind him, his eyes from near to far, and his eyes from quiet to cold.
After looking at it for a while, Ye Yimu said leisurely, "You have so many people, are you sure you are asking for it? Not betting?"
Although the leader guard was straightforward, he was not dull. He knew clearly that Ye Yimu Youran said something with a hint of questioning and a chill.
However, he had to execute the master's order. After thinking for a while, the leading guard said, "The master is afraid of neglecting the two of you, so he sent us to invite and protect them. Please don't misunderstand them."
"Is it really a misunderstanding? Or do you think any of us three need protection?" Ye Yimu's tone obviously cooled this time, and her eyes looked at the leader guard who was not far away.
"Ye..." The leading guard wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a sharp breath. The powerful and deserted aura intimidated the group of guards present.
Everyone looked up at the direction where the breath came out, and saw a quiet Lengzi who had never said a word, standing there coldly, without any movement, but exuding a dangerous aura of shocking fear.
"Leng, King Leng, my family..." The leading guard suppressed his inner uneasiness and wanted to say something again, but...
"roll."
A light popped out from Leng Zitian's fingertips, and flew towards the leading guard with his cold voice. The leading guard was bounced out, several meters away...
puff--
Chapter completed!