As soon as these words were spoken, cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in Jiang Nujiao's eyes.
She stared at the middle-aged man and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
If the other party was just an ordinary business owner, he would definitely not have the guts to say what he just said, unless the middle-aged man opposite him was mentally abnormal.
But no matter how the other party looked at it, it didn't look like he was mentally abnormal.
Therefore, Jiang Nujiao guessed that the middle-aged man must have someone to rely on, and the young owner of the business group was most likely just an identity used by the other party as a cover.
The middle-aged man did not directly answer Jiang Nujiao's question, but said with a half-smile: "General Jiang doesn't seem so happy, do you think I'm not worthy of you?
or……"
His eyes fell on Chu Tianshu: "General Jiang already has his heart set on something?"
Chu Tianshu's attitude was casual, and it was obvious that he could not be Jiang Nujiao's follower.
Jiang Nujiao snorted coldly: "Is there any problem?
And what does it have to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter."
The middle-aged man shrugged, "But..."
He looked at Chu Tianshu with disdain, and then said: "He is not even worthy of carrying the general's shoes."
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Indeed, I am not the kind of person to carry other people's shoes. This kind of job is more suitable for you."
Amu, who had always been kind and smiling, now had a murderous look on his face, and shouted sternly: "Bold!"
Chu Tianshu glanced sideways at Amu and coldly snorted: "I'm giving you face, aren't I?"
The middle-aged man said to himself: "General Jiang must have seen all the things brought by the Amu Merchant Group, right?"
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a smile on his face: "That is my betrothal gift to you and Beiyou. In order to avoid being coveted by my enemies, I sent it under the guise of a business group."
Chu Tianshu suddenly realized.
Jiang Nujiao raised her eyebrows and shouted: "That's enough."
The middle-aged man did not take Jiang Nujiao's anger to heart at all, and continued: "I have already met your city lord, and our marriage has basically been discussed, so you'd better be polite to me."
Hearing this, Chu Tianshu frowned slightly.
Jiang Nujiao asked in a deep voice again: "Who are you?"
This time, the middle-aged man did not change the topic.
The corner of his mouth curled up and he spoke proudly: "I, the young master of Yunmeng City, Yun Feihong."
Jiang Nujiao narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly: "It turns out you are the young master of Yunmeng City. But with your status, you do such secretive things. Aren't you afraid of damaging the prestige of Yunmeng City?"
"Our Yun family has always been cautious and prudent. We always like to make sure nothing goes wrong when things happen. As for reputation and other things, they are all just clouds."
The corner of Yun Feihong's lips curled up: "After all, being able to survive and live well is the most important thing."
Jiang Nujiao asked in a deep voice: "Have you already met our city lord?"
"When you come to Hongye City, you naturally have to visit the city lord first. I still understand this etiquette."
Yun Feihong looked at Jiang Nujiao with a smile: "Yunmeng City and Hongye City have always been on good terms, so the city lord is happy to see our marriage bring the relationship between Hongye City and Yunmeng City further."
Jiang Nujiao's face had completely turned cold.
She snorted coldly and said, "You're dreaming."
The smile on Yun Feihong's face faded, and he said in a quiet tone: "What?
Is it possible that you still dare to disobey your city lord’s orders?”
Chu Tianshu sneered and said: "It's not a word of speculation, what's the point of talking to such a self-righteous thing."
He patted Jiang Nujiao on the shoulder: "Let's go."
Amu pointed at Chu Tianshu's nose and cursed angrily: "You bastard, how dare you disrespect our young master?"
Jiang Nujiao stood up and glared at Amu: "Who do you think you are?
Dare you be rude to our young master?"
"Little Lord?"
Yun Feihong glanced at Chu Tianshu and sneered: "How dare any cat or dog call themselves young master now?"
Chu Tianshu curled his lips: "Yes, just like you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the men behind Yun Feihong drew their weapons and moved forward.
There was a moment of tension in the field.
Jiang Nujiao snorted heavily and pulled out the long knife from her waist.
Only Ge Changqing acted like a normal person, drinking and eating by himself, which was very uncomfortable.
Seeing that the war was about to break out, Yun Feihong suddenly burst out laughing.
He waved his hands towards his subordinates: "This is your sixth lady, please don't be rude."
The men then put away their weapons.
Yun Feihong looked at Jiang Nujiao with a smile: "Sit down, I brought a chef here from Yunmeng City. I want you to try our Yunmeng City's delicacies."
Jiang Nujiao uttered two words coldly: "No need!"
"Yeah?"
Yun Feihong curled up his lips, put his wine glass on the table, and shouted: "Commander Murong."
As soon as the voice fell, a tall man holding a spear emerged from behind the screen.
He is Murong Zhan, the guard commander of the City Lord's Mansion, and a close aide of City Lord Murong Yu.
Looking at Murong Zhan, Jiang Nujiao's eyes flickered slightly.
Murong Zhan said expressionlessly: "General Jiang, the city lord has an order."
Jiang Nujiao clasped her hands in fists: "Jiang Nujiao takes the city lord's order."
Murong Zhan said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yun has come all the way, and the city lord has no time to spare. He asked you to have a meal with Young Master Yun on his behalf."
Jiang Nujiao gritted her teeth secretly, but still clasped her fists and accepted the order: "Yes."
Yun Feihong laughed loudly: "This is great. Isn't it better for everyone to eat and drink in harmony than to shout and kill?"
As he said this, he waved to everyone: "Sit down, sit down, everyone."
Jiang Nujiao sheathed her sword and sat down at Yun Feihong's chief position with an expressionless expression.
Chu Tianshu also stepped forward and sat on the seat next to Jiang Nujiao.
Ge Changqing knocked on the table with his chopsticks: "Serve the food, serve the food, are you treating me like this?"
Are you going to starve to death?”
Yun Feihong looked at Ge Changqing in astonishment and asked, "What did this old gentleman say?"
"He said……"
Chu Tianshu looked at Yun Feihong with a smile and said word by word: "Fuck you!"
Yun Feihong's expression suddenly turned cold.
Chu Tianshu looked at Yun Feihong with a half-smile, waiting for him to fight Ge Changqing.
However, to Chu Tianshu's expectation, Yun Feihong was quite tolerant.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and he said coldly: "This is Hongye City, and I am here to propose marriage. It is not appropriate to engage in warfare, so I count you lucky."
A group of beautiful Jedi women began to serve the food.
They were all carrying the same dishes, the portions were not large, and each person had one dish in front of them.
Yun Feihong ate his food, raised his glass and said, "General Jiang, come here, let's do it."
When the word "Qian" came out of his mouth, his eyes became playful.
Jiang Nujiao paid no attention to it.
Only Ge Changqing saw Yun Feihong raising his glass and subconsciously raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.