Mr. Guan was taken care of by two servants. His face was terrible, his eyes were red, his mouth was wide open, and his smooth skin on his face wrinkled together, but there was no sound. The expression that was so painful that he could not howl and release it made everyone's spine cold.

Deyang nodded with satisfaction, then smiled and said, "Well, that's great."

Everyone chilled again, and when they heard her melodious and round voice, it seemed even colder than being in the mid-winter days of winter.

Seeing that everyone was shocked, Deyang slowly spoke: "You just said that young master is from the management office?"

At this time, no one dared to move around, only the servant of the Guanfu said nonchalantly: "Yes, yes, if you hurt our Guanfu, our Prime Minister will not let you go! And there is also this person, you have to hand it over to our Guanfu for disposal!"

Deyang sneered and said to the man in black next to him: "What did this slave in the management office say just now? Do you hear it clearly?"

The man in black still said indifferently: "Yes!"

Then, Deyang looked at everyone again and said slowly: "Did you all hear it clearly?"

Everyone looked at each other, what does this mean? Present the court to confess?

Deyang then smiled slowly: "Yes, I'm right, I'll come to the court to prove my confession!"

While speaking, Xue Ling, who knew her mind, had already found paper and pen from the shopkeeper's desk, and then found a clean table to spread it out, even the ink was stained.

Deyang looked at the servants in the Guan Mansion. The servants looked confused, obviously not sure what happened.

Then, she looked at the young masters again and said lightly: "Who of you has good writing? Come out and write down what happened just now."

Where did those young men dare to write? They all shrank their heads and retreated. A clever look at the air, turned around and ran away. When the others saw it, they all rushed out, including other tea drinkers. They saw that the situation was wrong before, but later they left behind who wanted to watch the fun but didn't expect it to be so big. Now when they saw it, they reacted and rushed out quickly.

Unexpectedly, before a few steps had been taken, more than a dozen men in black suddenly appeared outside, surrounding the tea club and no one could run out. The young master who ran out first was kicked back by one of the men in black. The rest were scared back by the shaky sword blades that the man in black showed. Even Mr. Guan broke his hand. Which of them had the face?

Deyang looked at the first young master who wanted to escape and smiled and said, "Since no one volunteered, then you."

The young master almost fell to the ground and said with a sad face: "Grandma, please spare me? That one is Mr. Guan!"

Deyang smiled, then looked at him and said, "Go and check how many things Mr. Guan and this young master have done to bully men and women."

The man in black immediately responded and disappeared.

The smart young master's forehead was sweating down. He begged with a bitter face: "Auntie, aunt, please, please let the younger one go!"

The man in black who had been standing beside Deyang simply pulled the knife and a word popped out of his mouth: "Write!"

The young man was so scared that he shivered all over when he saw the sword. He had to accept his fate and bowed deeply to Mr. Guan who was already moaning, and said helplessly: "Mr. Guan, I'm sorry. Although I am commensurate with your brother, I have to save my life first so that I can continue to be saddled with you. Please don't blame me!"

After saying that, the young man gritted his teeth, walked to the table with a sad face, picked up the pen and looked at Deyang: "Auntie, what do you need to write?"

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