"Brother, what about me?" Lao Si asked immediately.
"Just follow me and sit in the Mo family. Just say that the two of them are in seclusion and we are protecting the law! I also want to see if there are two people missing from us. Will anyone come to die!" Mo Chun said with a cold look in his eyes.
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"Okay, I understand!" Mo Dong reacted and said after hearing this.
In this way, after the four ancestors of the Mo family assigned tasks, the eldest and the fourth continued to stay in the small courtyard, playing chess and drinking tea...
The other two disappeared from everyone's sight in the name of retreat...
Prince's Mansion
Mo Chenfeng arrived with several of his men. After asking about the situation, he couldn't leave immediately, so he directly waited in the reception room of the Prince's Mansion under the hospitality of the third prince...
Mo Jiuqi and the prince did such a thing, which made Mo Chenfeng look very ugly.
in the hall
"How's it going?" Duanmuhan looked at the men in green shirts opposite and asked.
All they use are beast fires, although they are not as advanced as divine fires. However, several of them are disciples of the vice-president of the Fengyun City Weapon Refiner Guild, and the beast fires they possess are all of the highest grade. Even their flames are not good enough.
Let alone other people’s! Unless their master or old president comes...
"So, if the table is not repaired well, the Prince's Mansion will have to spend 10 top-quality black stones to buy this table!" Even though he had clearly seen the answer, the third prince Ouyang Luochen still couldn't believe it...
"Young Duanmu boy! Why did you ask me to write to the old man in person?" As the voice sounded, an old man in white clothes with white hair and beard stepped in.
Unexpectedly, when they saw the table to be repaired, several people were dumbfounded. They were junior weapon refiners after all. Although their strength was not high, they still had good eyesight. This table was not made by ordinary people at first glance...
While they were talking, the servants of the Prince's Mansion came in with two old men.
In the end, several people even sacrificed their own flames at the same time, but the result was the same. They couldn't even start the fire and they had to repair it...
Even Mo Chenfeng was secretly speechless after reading it! He secretly thought that the ninth floor is really too dark...
The third prince sat in the first place on the left, then Mo Chenfeng, and then the butler Duanmu Han. The three grown men sat together, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a moment...
"Guys, wait a minute, I want to know why this table can't be repaired?" Duanmuhan asked with a frown.
Not long after, the three of them arrived at the backyard of the Prince's Mansion. They saw a tabletop and a round seat placed in the courtyard. The third prince recognized it at a glance. This was the tabletop on which the Prince was carried out from the ninth floor...
"Well, you two come with me to take a look!" Duanmuhan said directly.
After he came back, he asked someone to go to the Refiner's Guild and find someone to repair the table on the ninth floor! He didn't want to get into trouble on the ninth floor, so he wanted to repair it as soon as possible and send it back, which would be considered peaceful. Who knew that he had just gone downstairs?
People came to report it and said that the people from the Weapon Masters Guild said it couldn't be repaired...
At this time, the servant outside came to Duanmuhan. After whispering a few words, Duanmuhan's face became a little ugly...
"Go back to Butler Duanmu, we can't repair this table at all! Let alone us, even if our masters come, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do! Butler Duanmu should hire another expert! We really can't do anything, so we're leaving
Come on!" After saying this, several people turned around and prepared to leave.
Thinking about being able to repair such a high-quality instrument, even a table, made several people very excited...
Duanmuhan nodded, answering his question...
The third prince didn't know what to say when he saw this! Can the ninth floor refuse the request? Maybe, but I believe no one is willing to bear the consequences of refusal...
"What's wrong with Butler Duanmu's table?" the third prince asked doubtfully. He was walking in front with someone before and didn't know that Duanmuhan was stopped by the people on the ninth floor.
As for Mo Chenfeng, it's not a big deal anyway. There is no need to arouse Mo Chenfeng's dissatisfaction because of such a trivial matter...
I'm just curious as to why Duanmuhan brought them here...
However, when they sacrificed their own flames, their faces turned completely dark. The reason was that the flames of several of them were like hitting a flood, and they went out without even making a sound...
"Butler, the president and vice-president of the Weapon Refiner Guild are here!" The servant immediately ran over and said.
Hearing this, the third prince and Mo Chenfeng looked at each other. Although they didn't know what happened, they still got up and followed Duanmuhan out...
Hearing this, Duanmu Han had no choice but to persuade them to stay, so he had to write a divorce letter and ask them to take it back to the president. Then several people took the letter and left the Prince's Mansion...
"Take a look at this!" Duanmu Han took out a receipt with a sullen face. The third prince took it over and took a look at it, and was instantly stunned by the price on it.
"President Fang, long time no see, hello Vice President Shen!" Duanmuhan immediately came over and said.
He then brought the Third Prince and others over. This matter is not a secret, and it doesn’t matter if others know...
"What happened to Butler Duanmu?" the third prince asked with concern upon seeing this.
"Butler Duanmu redeems my incompetence. The material used in this table is extremely hard and cannot be repaired without divine fire! Moreover, the refining method is much better than ours. It is most likely made by a refiner who is even more powerful than the master.
Yes! There is really nothing we can do!" The man in the blue shirt who was leading the group said in shame.
But, 10 top-grade black stones! That’s 1 million mid-grade black stones, and 10,000 high-grade black stones! Spending 1 million middle-grade black stones to buy a table, what an idiot would do this?
Things...
Previously, people from the Prince's Mansion asked them to repair a table, and a few people were still a little dissatisfied. If it wasn't for Master's order, they wouldn't have come...
This was the first time that Mo Chenfeng met the president and vice-president of the Weapon Refining Masters Guild. Seeing that they came immediately because of a letter from Duanmu Han, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion...
Mo Chenfeng looked at the two of them carefully. Vice President Shen Tianle was wearing a blue robe, with white hair, a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he looked like a very serious person. However, his eyes sometimes
The flash of light let Mo Chenfeng know that this person was not as decent as he seemed...
The president, Fang Yuan, is completely opposite to the vice-president in temperament. He has white hair, a baby face, and always smiles. He looks like an old naughty boy! He is more approachable...
"Boy Duanmu, you said in your letter that you encountered a difficult matter. What exactly was it?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile.