Han Yao snorted coldly, showing off his waist card, and his voice was cold, "Can you say it now?"

When the shopkeeper saw that he was an important official in the court, he quickly bowed and nodded, "It turned out that Lord Han was here. The shopkeeper didn't know Mount Tai. The customer in the store had a dispute just now, but the customer had already left and was not in the store."

"Leave?" Han Yao frowned.

"Yes, I have left the back door. If the lord chases him now, he might be able to catch up." The shopkeeper continued without blinking.

After Lin Baoning, who was behind, looked around the store, picked up a thin piece of fabric from the ground and buckled it into her sleeve. She hugged Yun Qing and walked forward, looking at the honest and humble shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, since you are on the scene, let's talk about what kind of people are there? Why did they have a dispute?"

The shopkeeper didn't seem to be afraid of Han Yao, but looked at Lin Baoning behind him, "Miss, don't talk nonsense. How could you know I was lying? I didn't lie, I just had two men."

"This may be the result of another guest official, I really don't know..." The shopkeeper's reaction was quick. The artist was crowded with people coming and going. It was reasonable to entertain so many guests a day, but it was not possible that any girl would be left behind.

When Han Yao heard this, he couldn't help but release a cold light. He reached out and grabbed the shopkeeper's clothes and shouted loudly, "I dare to lie, but I know that deceiving the imperial officials will lose my head!"

"The fragrance remains in place. Obviously the girl has just arrived." Lin Baoning browsed, "Shopkeeper, do you still want to say that you still don't know?"

The power of the capital is mixed. Although the shopkeepers seemed very awe-in, they had no awe in their hearts. Obviously, this shop has a background and the shopkeepers have their own support.

"This is two men who came to see calligraphy and paintings. One of them was with a servant. They seemed to be quarreling because of famous calligraphy and paintings. One said he was the Saint of Painting, and the other said he was Mr. Banqiao's, so the argument started."

"You are so stubborn." Lin Baoning said that, after taking out the fabric from his sleeve, "This fabric looks like a girl often uses, and there is also the fragrance powder used by this girl on the fabric."

After all the words were said, the shopkeeper sorted out his clothes, "Girl, you'd better stop making things difficult for me, I really don't know."

The shopkeeper held back his words when he reached his mouth.

Lin Baoning sneered, "The shopkeeper's ability to make up stories on the spot is really amazing."

"Die pigs are not afraid of boiling water!" Lin Baoning sneered and slashed out with his palm. In an instant, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall split in half from the middle.

"Oh, that's the original work of Yan Zhenqing. It was ruined, ruined... This..." The shopkeeper's eyes turned red. He never thought that this girl would dare to destroy his calligraphy and paintings as barbaric as she was.

"You, you, are there any other kingly laws? You want to smash my shop and prevent me from living." The shopkeeper was furious and touched the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall with heartache.

"If you don't say anything, you will smash your store and destroy your calligraphy and paintings!" Lin Baoning's bully body kicked the bench next to him with a kick, and the bench broke into two halves with a snap.
Chapter completed!