It was Sima Kun who personally sent him to Fengyue Pavilion.

Why aren't you honest?

"what happened?"

At this time.

An old man with black hair and a red face walked over, his expression full of displeasure.

Yan Wei looked at the black-haired old man, his eyes slightly condensed.

The aura revealed by this person actually contained a faint hint of divine power.

It can be seen from this.

This old man may be a false god.

The person in charge of a restaurant is actually a false god. How terrible is the background of this demon ancestor?

The waiter ran up to the black-haired old man and said in a deep voice: "Steward, this person is from the Imperial Capital."

"What?"

"People from the Imperial Capital?"

The black-haired old man's expression changed, he stepped forward to look at Yan Wei, frowned and said, "Are you really from the imperial capital?"

"right."

Yan Wei nodded.

"How can this be?"

"How could people from the Imperial Capital enter the Demonic Capital?"

"And you came to our Fengyue Pavilion without knowing whether you were alive or dead?"

The black-haired old man was so unbelievable that he suddenly had a surge of divine power and rushed towards Yan Wei.

"He is indeed a false god!"

Yan Wei's heart trembled.

Although he is still only the War Emperor, over the years, he has seen even the God of War, not to mention the false gods, so he can tell the opponent's cultivation level as soon as he releases his momentum.

boom!

The divine power is coming.

Yan Wei's legs immediately began to tremble, and he knelt down uncontrollably.

His eyes sank slightly, staring at the black-haired old man, and said: "It's best to put away your divine power immediately, otherwise you will be walking around without finishing your food later!"

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

"Kneel down!"

The black-haired old man's eyes flashed with anger, and the pressure intensified.

Plop!

Yan Wei knelt on the ground on the spot.

This also made him completely annoyed, and he said with a sinister smile: "You should know Lord Sima Kun!"

"Lord Sima!"

The black-haired old man looked surprised.

"It was Master Sima Kun who took me into the Demon City. It was also Master Sima Kun who personally sent me to Fengyue Pavilion."

"I think you should know who you have offended now!"

Yan Wei smiled ferociously.

"What?"

"Master Sima Kun took him into the Demon City?"

"You also personally sent him to Fengyue Pavilion?"

"is that a lie!"

"How can he, a little war emperor, be related to Lord Sima Kun?"

People were talking a lot.

The black-haired old man also couldn't believe it.

"You don't believe it, do you?"

"Then you can ask Lord Sima Kun yourself!"

Yan Wei sneered.

"Looking at him, it doesn't look like he's lying..."

"Is it really related to Master Sima Kun?"

"Then if this is really the case, this matter will be a big deal!"

People were surprised.

The black-haired old man looked at Yan Wei and couldn't help but feel guilty.

After pondering for a while, he turned to look at the dozen strong men and shouted: "Keep an eye on him!"

"yes."

The dozen strong men nodded.

Then the black-haired old man left in a hurry.

The pressure also dissipated.

Yan Wei stood up, stared at the guy, grinned and said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you later!"

"snort!"

The guy looked scornful.

But in my heart, I was extremely uneasy.

If this person is really related to Lord Sima Kun, then he will be completely ruined this time.

Because as a restaurant waiter, he has seen too many people, and he can tell at a glance that the person in front of him is a vengeful master.

Da da!

soon.

The black-haired old man ran out again.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on him, but at this moment, the black-haired old man was sweating profusely.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. It seemed that what this person said was true!

Otherwise, how could the steward of Fengyue Pavilion be so panicked?

"Get out of here!"

Before the black-haired old man arrived, he shouted sternly at the dozen strong men.

The eyes of a dozen strong men trembled and they quickly stepped aside.

"It's over..."

Hear.

The guy's face suddenly turned pale.

The black-haired old man ran to Yan Wei, with a smile on his face, and apologized: "Brother, I'm so sorry, it was just a misunderstanding, please forgive me!"

"Excuse me?"

"If it were you who was forced to kneel down in public for no reason, would you easily forgive him?"

Yan Wei sneered.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"It's my fault."

"I apologize to you."

"But ultimately, it's all his fault!"

The black-haired old man immediately glared at the waiter and said angrily: "Do you have eyes on your butt? How dare you be rude to our distinguished guest!"

The guy was shaking and his face was pale.

The black-haired old man shouted: "Why don't you kneel down and apologize!"

Plop!
To be continued...