Could it be stolen?

"This is given by a friend of mine."

Zhan Wuque looked calm.

"Haha, I'll give you a gift? I'll give you a gift and give up the opportunity to party yourself"?

Jin Cifu's voice couldn't help but become louder.

He had long seen this boy unhappy, and he was arrogant because of some talent.

Zhan Wuque frowned slightly.

He didn't know why Jiang Nana gave him her invitation, probably she should have her own way to come here.

But Zhan Wuque's momentary silence made everyone mistakenly think that he was speechless.

"I'm talking about it, this kid is probably a stolen invitation."

Jin Cifu smiled in dismay.

"Butler, this party is so important, so it's better to drive out this annoying garbage as soon as possible."

Liu Rufeng spoke quietly.

Zhan Wuque hadn't stood up to greet him just now, and he felt unhappy, but it was just that it was difficult to burst out in front of such a person.

"It's still Mr. Liu who is kind-hearted"!

"Yes, boy, don't you kneel down and thank me, kowtow to Mr. Liu a few times"!

"go out"!

The butler's voice was cold.

A powerful martial artist, without any identity background, does not look like a rich man in dressing up.

He is not afraid of offending such a person!

"If I have an invitation, I have the qualifications to come in. It's ridiculous. You guys are looking down on others"!

Zhan Wuque sneered.

I still think that he is weak and has no background, so he can knead it at will.

The butler's face darkened.

He was indeed a little unreasonable, and at the same time he suddenly thought of another possibility.

What if this kid is saying true?

If the invitation in his hand was really given to someone else, it means that the two have a close relationship. Wouldn't he slap that person in the face if he did this?

Which of the top ten invitations is an ordinary person? How could he, a housekeeper, afford to mess with?

The master must cut him alive!

Thinking of this, the butler's heart thrilled, and then he squeezed out a smile, "Okay, then you can stay."

His tone was filled with a hint of alms and a hint of arrogance.

It seems like a great favor to keep Zhan Wuque.

Kim Chi-fu wanted to say something, but in the end he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

He is just a guest, not the host. If Zhan Wuque is driven away in person, how can the host have the face?

I'm afraid I think I'm deliberately provoking them.

"I want to keep me? I won't play with you anymore"!

Zhan Wuque slapped the invitation on the table with a "slap" sound and left.

The butler put away his smile and silently put away the invitation.

Haha, shameless!

So what if you know a few people with some identity, you are still getting out of here in shame?

He didn't believe that the person who sent the invitation would come to cause trouble!

Because his little master, the banquet attendant, met a real big man.

The Eight Princess of the Empire!

With the Eighth Princess here, who dares to question him?

"Get out, waste!"

The housekeeper spat a mouthful of phlegm in the direction of Zhan Wuque leaving.

Seeing this scene, Jin Cifu felt extremely happy and couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Hahaha, you guys are today too"!

I was driven away by someone at the banquet. I guess this kid must be so angry that he vomited blood now.

Everyone couldn't help but think.

After Zhan Wuque left for a while, bursts of screams and firecrackers came from outside the door.

"It's the little master who is back"!

A bright smile appeared on the butler's face, he opened the door and bowed.

The guests also stopped talking and looked out for the outside of the question.

I saw a fluttering purple long skirt coming into my eyes.

He was a charming woman. Even if she was dressed very dignified and conservatively, she could not hide her proud figure at all.

There was also a woman in a yellow dress next to her. Although she was very beautiful, she was much worse than the woman in a purple dress.

Not far away from them, there was a young man with unruly eyes.

But at this moment the unruly young man was wandering around, as if he was looking for someone.

"No, didn't my sister say that Master will come today?"

The unruly young man is the ninth prince Jiang Su.

The girl in purple dress is the Eighth Princess Jiang Nana.

"Little Master"!

The housekeeper saluted respectfully to the woman in yellow dress.

She is the host of the banquet this time, Huang Wanqing.

"Get up, Sister Jiang, the ninth prince, let's go in and talk."

Huang Wanqing enthusiastically held Jiang Nana's arm, like a good sister.

The guests in the hall were shocked.

They didn't expect that Huang Wanqing was so handsome that she could even invite the Eighth Princess and the Ninth Prince!

Huang Wanqing also looked proud.

Although she and Jiang Nana were in the same class, they didn’t communicate much.

She mentioned it casually when she held a party, but she didn't expect Jiang Nana to agree.

What was even more unexpected was that the ninth prince Jiang Su also followed.

In this way, after this banquet, she will definitely become famous in the circle of young warriors in the imperial capital!

Sure enough, the eyes of people around him who looked at Huang Wanqing changed.

It’s not just anyone who can make friends with the imperial princes and princesses.

Even Liu Rufeng couldn't calm down, so he came over quickly and said politely to Jiang Nana and Jiang Su.

"Everyone, sit down and have a meal first."

Huang Wanqing began to greet him.

"Wait, there is still one person who hasn't come"!

Jiang Nana spoke to stop her, frowned slightly, "Why haven't that little villain come yet?"

"Um"?

Huang Wanqing was stunned. Who else hadn't come?

"Is this person very important?"

Huang Wanqing asked carefully.

"It's very important. My sister and I come here for his sake."

Jiang Su was blunt and did not give the latter any face.

Huang Wanqing was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but be more curious about the mysterious man.
To be continued...