"Forget it, aren't you embarrassed by Manager Fang? The Fang family has been working for the villa for generations, and it has angered him. We have no good results." Another guard was startled and quickly persuaded.
"Hmph, to put it bluntly, I'm not just a servant. My cousin has now been favored by the owner of the manor, so he can't compare with it. Besides, maybe one day the owner of the manor is happy and give my cousin a name.
, At that time, the master and servant will have different orders, and who will not have good fruits to eat or not will be sure." The guard sneered, and walked quickly into the village regardless of the dissuasion of his companions.
At the same time, Manager Fang looked happy and took two steps at a time, and soon arrived at the main hall.
In the main hall, a tall and thin man in his thirties was walking back and forth with a whip, looking worried and angry, and cursing from time to time: "A bunch of things that are stolen from inside to outside, I'm a elixir.
The villa offers them food and drink. I have raised them for so many years, so why are I sorry for them? I am so embarrassed!”
Several servants stood aside with trembling bodies, not even daring to let out an extra breath. Looking carefully, one of them was still whipped with blood, but he did not dare to heal his wounds, letting the blood beads roll to the ground drop by drop.
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"I'm watching what I'm doing, do you want to leave too, an ungrateful ungrateful wolf!" The man became more and more angry as he spoke. He looked up suddenly and saw the aggrieved gaze of the people, and the whip in his hand raised again.
The servants were so scared that they trembled, but they didn't dare to hide, but their eyes were even more sad and angry.
"Master, Master, Master!" At this moment, the voice of Manager Fang sounded at the door.
"What are you doing again? Haven't I told you? I will deal with this matter. What are you anxious about?" The man put away his whip and said impatiently.
It turned out that this man was the owner of Lingdan Villa, Jiang Chengye.
"Master, happy events, great events." Manager Fang said with a happy face.
"What happy event?" Jiang Chengye sat down and asked in anger, looking very distant.
Logically speaking, the family of Fang served for Lingdan Villa for generations, and the two families of Jiang Fang were named Master and servants, and they had a strong family friendship. He shouldn't have been so distant from the other party. However, he has been naughty since childhood, and relied on his family background to cause trouble everywhere.
I was lingering in the fireworks and willow alleys at the age of a few years, so I was worried about him when I was dying and did not dare to hand over the family business directly to him. Instead, I handed it over to Manager Fang to take care of him and asked Manager Fang to treat Jiang Chengyeyan.
Add discipline and wait until he becomes an adult, then return the items in Lingdan Mountain Villa to the original owner.
Manager Fang did not dare to let down the trust of the old owner. In those years, Lingdan Villa was managed in an orderly manner, and it seemed to be in a revival. He was even more strict in discipline on Jiang Chengye. With Jiang Chengye's mediocre qualifications and naughty nature, he could have
His current cultivation level and current alchemy skills are all thanks to his discipline.
However, it was precisely because of the strict control that Jiang Chengye not only did not feel grateful to him, but instead held a grudge in his heart. He did not show any good looks to him every time he saw him.
"Master of the Manor, Shi Gu Fenghua from Yidao Academy of Yidao Academy asked for a meeting. I asked them to wait in the side hall for a while and asked the Manor of the Manor to come and greet him in person." Manager Fang knew that Jiang Chengye didn't like him, but he was interested in Lingdan.
The villa was loyal and didn't care, and still said happily.
"Yi Dao Academy, where did this sect come from? Why haven't I heard of it? You just want to send this kind of incomparable small sect to you, and you still have to greet me personally. Do you really think I'm idle and have nothing to do?
?” Jiang Chengye said impatiently.
If Gu Fenghua and others heard this, they would be moved again: It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The lord of Lingdan Villa doesn't know the origin of a Taoist palace, so how can you count on it?