Saying that, he reached forward again to pull Murong Feixue's hand over.
When Murong Feixue heard that the long-faced man said that she was from the Murong family, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, but it dissipated so quickly that if Fuxi hadn't been paying attention all the time, she wouldn't have been able to see it! "You, you are also from the Murong family.
People?" Murong Feixue said tremblingly, "But I just heard..." As he said that, his eyes glanced at the notice recruiting maids and servants.
Hearing this, the long-faced man thought he was in for a show. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Little lady, you don't know this. In addition to this old guy, there are three other masters in the Murong family, all of whom are rich and powerful.
Brother, I belong to the third lady in Murong Mansion. I come here every month to say a few words, and the third lady can give me this number." He said, making a gesture.
"Oh? What did the third lady want you to say?"
"What else can there be?" the long-faced man said nonchalantly: "Just let me laugh at the old guy inside, just say a few words."
Murong Feixue achieved her goal and stood up straight. She exuded a cold aura. How could she look like the weak and timid little lady hiding behind her husband just now? The long-faced man could be regarded as having a second look, and he immediately spotted Murong.
Feixue's momentum changed, and she took two steps back cautiously: "What do you want to do?"
"What for?" Murong Feixue smiled: "Of course I'm going to clean up you guys."
The long-faced man said in a panic: "You, don't mess around!"
The short man on the side heard the words and wanted to run away, but Murong Feixue quickly raised his foot and kicked a pebble on the short man's knee. The short man fell to the ground on the spot!
"Aren't you curious, who am I and why did I come out of the city lord's palace?" Murong Feixue asked.
The long-faced man was not curious at first, but after Murong Feixue said this, he could only ask: "You, who are you?"
"I am Murong Tietong's daughter, Murong Feixue!" After Murong Feixue finished speaking, she slapped the long-faced man on the chest. The long-faced man fell softly and could not say a word anymore.
"Senior brother, I'll leave the remaining two to you." Murong Feixue took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, as if he had reached out to pat the long-faced man for dirtying his hands.
Mo Zishang didn't talk nonsense. He had been angry for a long time. If Murong Feixue hadn't stopped them, these men would have died long ago!
After cleaning up a few people, Mo Zishang asked strangely: "Junior sister, why are you acting in front of them?"
Murong Feixue asked back: "Senior brother, don't you find it strange? When I asked where the city lord's palace was, a random passerby dared to call my father an old man. This is certainly the reason why my father lost power, but if he loses power again
, my father is also the city lord, if these people disrespect my father so much, someone must guide them."
Mo Zishang nodded: "That's true."
"My mother and my father were tortured like this. Even if I am here now, it will not be easy for them to recover from the psychological shock, especially my mother." Murong Feixue had a trace of worry in his eyes: "Senior brother also saw it, my mother
Now I am a little trembling. I want them to know that the reason why people in the city don't respect them is not because they have not done well enough, but just because Murong Xiangxiang and Wang want to torture them, not only physically, but also psychologically.