The girl in white looked at Wang Anfeng quietly and said:

"Young Master, please get out of here."

Wang Anfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air, took a step back, and let these people walk past him. The old man and the chef's account room were all left to beat the suona, recite the Prajna in his heart, and all the distracting thoughts were gone.

Among the black eyes, it is as heavy as the ancient well without waves.

Without changing his expression, Wang Anfeng waited until the last strongman stepped into the room and followed behind, closed the courtyard gate, and entered the door. The strongman was placing things aside. The redwood box fell heavily, obviously with a lot of money.

Before that, the cooks had already gathered together and entered the side room, packing Wang Anfeng's food utensils one by one. One of them even raised his hand to take down the steamed meat of the boy. After smelling the fragrance, his eyes lit up slightly, and he wanted to start and taste it directly.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud bang, and the yard seemed to be shaking.

The cook was shocked, and his chubby fingers subconsciously shrank, and he couldn't pick up a piece of meat.

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes and withdrew his right foot.

A footprint on the ground.

This move does not involve any powerful methods. It can be done with deep internal strength. It is not difficult at all, but the movement is not small. For a moment, twenty or thirty people in the yard looked at the boy with their heads hanging down. All of them were surprised on their faces.

Wang Anfeng did not go to see them, but just spoke quietly:

"Miss Tan Yurou, please let all these people go back."

No one spoke in the carriage. However, the man in his fifties and wearing a blue shirt bowed his hand and said with a smile:

"Young Master, we are all serving the ladies, why bother to be so disgusted?"

"Besides, I just walked all the way, and everyone was watching. I just came in and left, and I couldn't hold my face..."

"yes!"

"Where is this face to put it? Please wait for the young hero..."

The Lixx who had put down their things also responded repeatedly. The cooks next to them walked out and said:

"Look, Mr. Wang, during this period, the lady always needs to take care of her diet and daily life."

"You two can't let you cook and wash dishes and other rough work done by servants, right?"

Wang Anfeng waited until these people finished speaking before speaking:

"It's right, but you have forgotten two things..."

The housekeeper gave a bow and said with a smile:

"Please make it clear to my son."

Wang Anfeng turned sideways, never received this gift, and said quietly:

“The first thing.”

"Everyone, have you ever told me about the funeral?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the whole yard seemed to be stiff for a moment.

The girl in the carriage was a little surprised and raised her eyebrows.

Sitting slightly tidy, raising his hand and gently stroked the white cat on his knees, and listening to the outside.

Wang Anfeng smiled slightly and said leisurely:

"The first thing I'm here to protect Miss Tan, do you know?"

"When placing a single sword, you can't stand the strength and protect the girl at most. As for you, you can't take care of it."

"The thief is fierce, you insist on this, and you may be affected."

When the people in the courtyard heard this, they looked a little stunned. They obviously didn't know about this matter. There was a riot for a while. Wang Anfeng was free and waited for the people in front of him to digest the news.

This secret has no meaning at all for those who really cause danger, and it doesn't matter whether it is spoken or not.

Some of them showed hesitation on their faces, while the butler's face was unmoved at all. He coughed lightly and said with a smile:

"That's why we have to protect the lady."

"The master treats us with kindness and rebuilding. It would be great if he can block a sword for the lady."

"Please tell me what is this second thing?"

This butler should have great prestige among these people. Once this sentence was said, although the maids and servants were still a little hesitant on their faces, no one spoke any further, as if they were loyal and could die for Tan Yurou at any time.

Wang Anfeng was a little surprised, but he didn't show it. He smiled and said:

"The second thing, I doubt that among you..."

With the sound of words, I took a step forward slightly.

The sound turned calm.

"There are assassins."

The sharp aura emerged from the young man, like a powerful man dancing a sword across the four fields. In a silence, all the servants felt that their chests were betting, and their brains were blank and their breathing was rapid.

Wang Anfeng slowly raised his right hand and grabbed the long sword behind him.

With his movements, the young man's aura became more and more fierce, making the entire yard very dull, as if there was a heavenly ambition.

Wang Anfeng’s meaning is very obvious.

If he insists on staying here, he will be regarded as a potential assassin. What happens at that time will not be what everyone wants to see.

The momentum is becoming more and more serious.

It was when Wang Anfeng held his right hand on the hilt of the wooden sword.

The butler exhaled, smiled bitterly, and said to himself, Miss, I tried my best.

Take a step back, bow your hand, and say:

"Since that's the case... then the lady will hand it over to the young hero."

"The villain, the villain will take his leave first."

Wang Anfeng let go of the hilt of the sword with his right hand, his face still looked gentle, he clasped his fists and returned the respect, saying:

"It's rude."

In the wooden house, the girl gently stroked the white cat on her knees with interest in her eyes.

"interesting……"

These maids and chefs are just ordinary people and are not worth mentioning, but the butler is the subordinate she searched for when she went to "Grandpa".

Although he had no chance to cross the Dragon Gate of the Middle Third Level, his cultivation was achieved through hard work. He only advanced to the peak of the seventh level with the most basic internal power technique "The True Interpretation of the Qi". His martial arts have experienced fighting in the martial arts world. His actions were simple and powerful but full of murderous aura. At least he could be able to match this collection of books.

But even so, there is only one way before the old man.

That is leaving obediently.

Wang Anfeng just moved out the "old man" behind the scenes and made a move openly.

If the butler loses, he will definitely be kicked out by the boy directly. I won't mention it. But if he wins, Wang Anfeng can say that since he can't even beat the butler to help the chef, why bother to protect Tan Yurou and turn around. This can be considered as breaking the "Old Master" plan and directly overturning the table.

The butler followed the tiger in Xidingzhou for more than twenty years, walking side by side with his sword and shadow, and would never disobey the latter's orders at all.

Tan Yurou held her cheek with one hand, her eyes flowed, and she said with a low smile:

"If the sword is not sheathed, this deadlock can be broken. It is not those brainless warriors."

"It's very interesting, right?"

With a chuckle, he raised his hand and teased the kitten in his arms.

Outside, the housekeeper was quite helpless, while the other maids and chefs felt relieved. They were escaping, and even their steps seemed to be getting faster. Just as these people were about to walk out of the yard, a gentle voice came from the carriage, saying:

"Wait a minute."

Wang Anfeng was breaking the troublesome situation. Hearing this, he was slightly stunned and frowned and looked over there.

The girl in white pulled the curtain open, raised her hand and helped a girl walk down, wearing a pipa sleeve and a collar jacket and skirt, with a beautiful face, holding a little white cat in her arms, flattened her mouth, and said to the butler:

"Grandpa Wu, you are leaving, what should I do?"

Wang Anfeng felt a sudden slap in his heart and said intimately that it was not good. Before the old man answered, he spoke in a calm voice:

"Talking about girl, I will protect you during these seven days."

Tan Yurou turned her eyes and looked at Wang Anfeng. She saluted her first, with a pretty well-behaved expression. She pursed her lips and looked at the ground beneath her feet. She said:

"But, without a cook, what should I do if I eat..."

Wang Anfeng frowned slightly and said:

"I'll do it for you."

"I like tea..."

"I'll help you with it."

"I have to listen to the sound of the piano when I sleep."

Wang Anfeng had already noticed something was wrong, but if so many people were left behind, the trouble would be even greater. He gritted his teeth and said:
To be continued...