Ziyun's face turned red with anger, "You...you're so shameless!"
"Isn't this what you said?" Zi Tong asked back.
This was said by Zifeng. If she is wrong to say this now, wouldn't it mean that Zifeng is wrong.
"You..." Ziyun wanted to retort, but had no words to say. He could only look at Zifeng for help, "Brother Feng, look..."
Zifeng glanced at the manager of the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion who had already stood up and walked over from a distance, "Forget it, why bother being familiar with them? I'll just go and buy better raw materials for you."
Ziyun also saw the person in charge and knew that fighting here would not be good for him or Zifeng. He immediately snorted angrily and said, "That's right, I don't have the same experience as these bitches."
Zitu's expression suddenly changed.
"Don't be angry, Ziyun and Zifeng are right!" Zitong handed the purple tortoise shell in his hand to Zitu, "We are human beings, and humans cannot see the same things as dogs. Do you want dogs to understand gifts like humans?
, in the future, if you encounter such a biting mad dog, just hit it with a stick and beat it to death!"
When it comes to the power of words, how can she lose to Ziyun?
"You..." This time, even Zifeng turned blue with anger, "Who are you calling a mad dog?"
Zi Tong glanced at him with a smile, "What, you want to bite me?"
Her words clearly meant that Zifeng was a dog.
Many young people who came to get the medicine laughed out loud, and even the purple disciple raised his lips and smiled.
"Bold!" Zifeng raised his right hand, already holding the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zi Tong, "You say it again?!"
Thinking about Zifeng, although he cannot practice star magic, he is very talented in martial arts. He entered Beidou Hall at the age of nine and was promoted to a heaven-level one-star warrior at the age of eighteen. How could he tolerate Zi Tong's ridicule.
"Bold!" Before Zi Tong could say anything, the deacon standing nearby shouted angrily, "How dare you draw your sword in the medicine building?!"
The Zi family originally started out as a medical family. To the Zi family, the Shengdan Pavilion and the Tibetan Medicine House were no less noble places than the ancestral hall. Zifeng had violated a taboo of the Zi family by impulsively wielding his sword here.
Even if he has great potential among the younger generation, the deacon in the building will not allow him to run wild here.
"Brother Feng, forget it."
Ziyun also knew that something was a little too much, and was busy holding his arm to persuade him.
Zifeng sheathed her sword, nodded to the deacon as an apology, glared at Zi Tong fiercely, and pulled Ziyun downstairs quickly.
"Everyone, continue to look for medicine, and don't allow any more trouble to happen without any reason."
The deacon said in a deep voice, walked back to his desk and continued working.
Everyone dispersed, and Zi Tong walked aside to look for other materials he needed, and by the way, he became familiar with the materials in the Tibetan Medicine House and their properties.
By the time she found all the things she needed and walked out of the Tibetan Medicine Building with Zitu, it was already dusk. As soon as she walked to the courtyard gate, she saw a warrior in military uniform trotting towards him.
"You must be Miss Zi Tong. My name is Zhou Ping. The Lord of the City sent me to pick you up for the banquet!"
Although she was not very interested in this kind of thing, the other party's people were already here, so she couldn't refuse. She followed Zhou Ping out of the Zi family's main residence, got on the carriage waiting outside, and rushed to the residence of the city lord Jin Rong.
All the way to the gate of the city lord's mansion, Zi Tong had just jumped out of the car when he saw Zifeng and Ziyun not far away riding their mounts side by side.
Seeing the two of them, Zi Tong just smiled coldly.
It seems that the banquet tonight will be very lively!