Wei Shengjin placed his palms heavily on the counter and stared at the waiter at the counter with a fierce look on his face.
"No?! What a slave, do you know who is behind me?!"
There was no fear on the waiter's face, he still smiled and said in a calm tone, "Sir, no matter who is behind you, our private rooms have been booked. Not only the private rooms, but also all the soft and hard seats have been sold out!
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Of course he recognized the prince after Wei Shengjin, but what about the prince?!
Even the Holy Son of God, Zhenbei Hou and others are guests of the Colosseum, and their Mo family's young master, who is not afraid of anything, is sitting in the battle. What are they afraid of?!
"Bold!" Wei Shengjin had never seen such an arrogant waiter before. His face turned livid with anger. He drew his sword with his right hand and pointed at the waiter's throat across the counter. "Are you looking for death?!"
In mid-air, a white shadow flashed across.
Wei Shengjin felt his sword sink, and the long sword that had been stabbed halfway was clamped by two slender fingers. Xu Zixiao coldly clamped the sword and sent it aside.
Wei Shengjin's skill was far inferior to his, and he immediately stepped back. Several of his friends from behind him rushed forward to help him, but unexpectedly they were all knocked down by him. All four or five of them fell backwards.
On the ground, Wei Shengjin dropped his sword and fell to the ground like a dog.
"Isn't this Mr. Wei?!" Mo Li stopped in front of him with a smile, "You are so polite. Mo Li is just opening a new store, so there is no need to give a big gift, right?!"
Wei Shengjin was getting up from the ground, as if he was kneeling down to bow to her.
Nangong Xiao and others also came closer at this time, and when they heard Mo Li's words, they burst out laughing.
Wei Shengjin was angry and angry, and quickly got up from the ground. He raised his finger and pointed at Mo Li's face, "What a bold boy, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of His Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Shh!" Li Li raised a finger to his lips, "Master Wei, please don't be so loud. The two saints of the divine sect are both in the Colosseum. If you startle these two men, Mo will be afraid
You can’t afford it!”
His Royal Highness, what does he mean in front of the two holy sons of the god?
Wei Shengjin was also shocked when he heard this. Although he was unwilling to do so, he did not dare to be presumptuous anymore. He just looked at Minglie for help.
What a stupid dog!
Ming Lie cursed in his heart, and the man came forward with a smile, "Master Mo, your business is going well!"
"I would like to borrow the prince's good words!" Mo Li smiled and saluted him, "I didn't know that His Highness the prince would be able to come, but Mo Li would be disappointed to welcome him from afar!"
"Master Mo's Colosseum is opening, how can I not come?" Ming Lie looked at the people behind him, and his subordinates immediately brought gifts to him.
"Your Majesty, you are so polite!" Mo Li waved his hand to his men to take the gift, with an apologetic look on his face, "You said you were coming without notifying me in advance. If I knew you were coming, Mo Li would have reserved it for you no matter what.
A box, Niu'er, go quickly, move my tiger-skin chair to the back hall, put it on the stand for His Royal Highness, and make a pot of the best Biluochun, and it will be credited to my account!"
Lin Niu'er agreed and immediately ran to the backyard to bring the tiger-skin-covered chair that Mo Li usually sat on and put it on the stand.
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person with your fists. Mo Li took the initiative to apologize, and ordered people to help him add seats and serve tea. This was enough to give him face. If he used excuses to make trouble again, he would be looking for trouble!