Chapter 975

She withdrew her eyes, turned to the steward of the underground market on the other side, and asked, "are you in charge of all this?"

The steward was drinking tea. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw that the young man was beautiful and elegant. Then he put down his teacup and asked with a smile: "I am in charge of all the goods here. But how many servants do you want to buy? What do you want? I can have someone introduce you. "

Feng nine looked at him and said: "the little fat man who just sent me, give me more watch, don't kill and maim people."

Hearing this, the steward's smile on his face narrowed, looked him up and down, and asked, "what does this mean, young master?"

"Don't you understand? I'll give him a lesson by your hand, but don't kill and maim people. Do you understand me this time? "

"Hehe, you are really joking. All the goods here are bought with money. It's good to buy a little fat man just now. How can you tell me that he is a childe? What's more, we have a lot of money to keep. If we buy 300 silver coins, we can sell more than 300 silver coins. "

Feng Jiu hooked his lips and said, "you are not the one who makes up your mind here. Go! Call out your masters. "

Hearing this, he was not happy, and his face was gloomy: "where are you from, little devil? Do you dare to make trouble here without looking at where it is? Somebody! Get him out of here

"Get out of here!"

Four monks gathered around, one of them stepped forward and tried to pull Feng Jiu out by the collar. Unexpectedly, the young man raised his eyes lazily, and his cold eyes were full of pressure. The momentum and prestige of the strong man were diffused in an instant, which made the monk only feel a murderous attack. The shivering of cold fear surged from the bottom of his feet to his heart, which was a strong impact At the same time, his forehead exuded cold sweat, his legs softened and he sat down with a thump.

All the people present were monks, including two foundation building friars. Even the officer in charge was also a monk in the middle period of foundation construction. They were shocked and stunned to see the prestige released by the young man in red.

How could a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old have such terrible prestige and momentum? What is the origin of this boy?

"You, who are you?" The steward knew that the other party was extraordinary, and he did not dare to touch him again. He could only ask in a trembling voice. A Jindan friar is not terrible.

However, a 16-7-year-old golden elixir is extremely terrible. What kind of talent is needed to cultivate the golden elixir at the age of 16-7?

Feng nine lazy glanced at him, careless voice with a cold: "you are not qualified to know."

If I had just heard this, the steward would have scolded him. But at this moment, seeing that he didn't even have a hand to do, he let a foundation monk sit on the ground with his legs soft. He did not dare to have a trace of neglect and dissatisfaction.

This world is like this, you show a strong strength, naturally can get other people's courtesy and respect, as for the weak, no one will look at him.

"Please come in, young master. I'll invite our president." The steward wiped the cold sweat, bent over to lead the way, and led Feng Jiu to the inner reception hall.

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