Murong Yin and the others had already returned to their disguised state when they arrived. Seeing the thick atmosphere in the room, Murong Yin pretended to be surprised: "Old man Zhu, what happened today?"
"Something happened in the village. Please ask the young masters."
Although Zhu Buxiu's words were polite, they could clearly see Zhu Si's attitude just now.
Murong Yin's eyes showed sarcasm, pretending not to know: "Oh, I dare to ask Mr. Zhu, what happened in the village?"
Zhu Buxiu lowered his eyelids and stared at Murong Yin coldly.
After a moment, Zhu Buxiu suddenly smiled with unknown meaning: "Since the young master is so concerned about the affairs of the old village, why not sit down and listen together."
"Young gentlemen, you shouldn't be in a hurry these days, right?"
The last word came with terrifying coercion, and Murong Yin immediately groaned.
Feeling the pressure on her back, Murong Yin sneered, suppressing the sweetness rising in her throat, and looked straight into Zhu Buxiu's sinister and cold eyes, which were transparent and even contained a hint of a smile.
"Old man Zhu, I am really not in a hurry to leave. After all, I have already informed my family. There is still one day left. When my people come, I will definitely tell you about your hospitality."
Although Murong Yin said it with a smile, everyone present heard the threat.
Zhu Buxiu's heart sank, and he secretly felt a little regretful for his actions just now.
As one of the seven city lords, the Lord of Huacheng is very powerful and the one who protects the weak the most, even helping the family rather than helping the relatives.
As the youngest child of Lord Huacheng, Zhu Buxiu didn't know how favored he was.
But judging from the way they were dressed the day they arrived, they were definitely favored.
However, he regretted it for a moment and secretly decided that some things could end today.
Huh, if we kill them then and destroy their corpses, what else can those people from the Flower City do to him?
After Murong Yin said this, she kept paying attention to the changes in Zhu Buxiu's expression. Zhu Buxiu couldn't hold it anymore.
Just in time, she was ready to end it all today and go out to practice.
Thinking of this, Murong Yin and others sat down one after another, as if they were at home.
Zhu Buxiu saw all this in his eyes, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and sat on the main seat with a smile on his face.
Zhu Ziting was sitting first on the left. He saw all this and raised the corner of his mouth with an arrogant arc.
"The reason why I called you here today is because bad things happened one after another in the village yesterday. It's not that Mr. Zhu doesn't trust everyone, it's just..."
"Village Chief! Are you sorry to say this? Our village is relatively peaceful and there has never been any theft! It is because of these outsiders that our village is in such chaos!"
The second elder, who was sitting in the first seat on the right, was the first to stand up. He blushed and pointed at Murong Yin and the others and roared.
Murong Yin raised her eyebrows, wanting to award this man an Oscar.
"Village chief, if you ask me, we should arrest them all and interrogate them severely! Give us back our things!"
The third elder sitting next to the second elder stared at Murong Yin and the others coldly, and said in a deep voice.
Seeing the second elder and the third elder acting like this, the other people sitting in the back also started shouting, demanding that Murong Yin and the others pay a price and hand over the unnecessary things.
The clamor stopped, and the entire lobby suddenly fell silent, falling into an eerie silence.
Zhu Buxiu's obscure eyes lingered on the four people on the right, and when he touched the indifference on their faces, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Young master..."
The dead silence in the lobby made Zhu Buxiu a little unbearable, but Murong Yin smiled, but his smile was cold and biting, and his attitude towards Zhu Buxiu was also much colder.
"Village Chief Zhu, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhu Buxiu naturally heard the meaning behind the words, and a cold look flashed through his cloudy eyes very quickly.
"Haha, don't be angry, young master. After all, if the lost things fall into the hands of people with evil intentions, it will be a disaster for this small village of Laochan. I hope you will forgive me, young master."
"Disaster?"
"Oh, what does it have to do with this young master?"
Yun Yi, who had not said a word since arriving in this small village, sat lazily, raised his eyelids indifferently, and sneered.
Zhu Buxiu suddenly stared at Yun Yi. At this moment, Yun Yi's cold eyelids lifted up, revealing a pair of cold and heartless eyes.
Deep in his eyes, a furious storm seemed to be gathering.
Zhu Buxiu was shocked and stared at Yun Yi, his heart turbulent.
This is a master!
Suddenly, Yun Yi lazily raised the corner of his mouth, bloodthirsty, cruel, and extremely arrogant.
Zhu Buxiu lowered his eyes and looked at the hand with bulging veins, and suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"
As soon as these words came out, the little sound that finally appeared in the lobby suddenly fell into silence.
The second elder and the third elder looked at their Gu Master blankly, wondering how the Gu Master could be so good and so angry all of a sudden.
Before they could figure it out, a chuckle broke the strange silence.
"Haha~"
Murong Yin glanced at the irritable man next to her, and when she turned to look at Zhu Buxiu, her expression turned cold.
"Instead of saying this in a roundabout way, Village Chief Zhu, why don't you just say what you lost, or," Murong Yin looked at Zhu Buxiu and curled her lips playfully: "You suspect that we stole something from you."
This sentence was so blunt and ugly that Zhu Buxiu didn't expect these people to tear off their friendly skin so quickly.
But, whatever.
He didn't intend to make friends with these people, but took the opportunity to kill them all!
"Since the young master is so cheerful, I won't be nagging and quickly hand over the jade slip to this Gu Master, otherwise... hmph!"
At this point, Zhu Buxiu no longer concealed his identity. After speaking, he paid special attention to the changes in the expressions of several people.
However, the expected panic did not appear on the faces of the four people. They were still smiling, and he even saw sarcasm on their faces.
Suddenly, Zhu Buxiu became angry: "Why are you laughing?"
Hearing this, Murong Yin raised an eyebrow: "Why, does the Gu Master of Gu Cave still care about whether people laugh or not?"
Zhu Buxiu choked and his expression changed.
"Master Zhu Gu, I am from Huacheng, and my other friends are also from various aristocratic families. They have lived in fine clothes since they were young. If you think we want anything, we will look at your mere jade slips!"
"Do you know my identity? Do you know me?" Zhu Buxiu narrowed his eyes and stared at Murong Yin coldly.
"No! How can you recognize me when you are so young?"
"Say! Who are you!"
After asking several questions in a row, Zhu Buxiu looked at Murong Yin's calm and composed look, and felt a little flustered for no reason, and said angrily with a stern expression.