"Tell your son, you are not allowed to blow or bounce. Do you know if you will die?" Gu Fenghua and his men also fled in panic, covering their ears and rushed out at the same time. However, when they arrived at the edge of the gangway, Gu Fenghua said that he was dead.
He turned around and specifically reminded the maid, or warned her.
Judging from this, Ye Wuse's patience has probably reached its limit. If this continues, either they will be smeared by Zhu Tongguang, or Zhu Tongguang will be stabbed to death by the angry Ye Wuse sword.
"Oh." The maid responded, but looked puzzled: Her young master is so nice and so festive, why don't he let him blew it?
Watching Gu Fenghua and others leave, she walked back for no reason, took a few steps, suddenly thought of something, and turned her head suddenly.
"Little Se, Little Se, is it... it's him!" Looking at Ye Wuse's background, which was still straight and straight, the maid suddenly covered her mouth and stared at the boss.
...
Fortunately, Zhu Tongguang knew the principle of stopping at the right time, and was afraid that he would backfire. His good intentions made Ye Wuse and others unhappy, so he stopped in time without waiting for the maid to return to report.
The ears finally returned to purity, and Gu Fenghua and others finally breathed a sigh of relief. The guy was going to blow on his life and death. Not to mention Ye Wuse, they might not be able to help but rush up and poke him in a transparent hole.
Taking a few deep breaths, a few people walked down the gangway and headed towards Yunjin City.
At this time, except for a few people stayed at Duyun Feizhou, the passengers had basically gotten off the boat.
At the gate of the city, Zhu Sifang was chatting with a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was dressed simply but tall but majestic. More than a dozen guards stood respectfully behind him, and the guards from the wall building were facing him.
He also bowed slightly, his expression full of awe. Depending on the situation, he should be the lord of Yunjin City.
"Fenghua, you are here too. I'll introduce you to you. This is Sima Jingnan, the lord of Yunjin City." Zhu Sifang saw Gu Fenghua and his party, greeted him warmly, and dragged the lord to welcome him quickly.
After seeing the strength of Gu Fenghua and others, he made up his mind to get along with him. However, getting along with friendship is also a technical job. Stopping with compliments will only make people look down upon. Many times, showing enough respect will make people feel worse.
It is easy to win the other person's favor.
As the president of Yunhe Chamber of Commerce, Zhu Sifang was of course well aware of the samadhi. At this time, he led the lord of Yunjin City to greet him in person, which gave Gu Fenghua and others enough face.
"It turns out that I am young and promising. In Sima Jingnan, I welcome you to Yunjin City. If you have any place to entertain you, please forgive me." Although Gu Fenghua and others are young, Sima Jing
Nan knew that with Zhu Sifang's eyes, he was definitely not a casual person who could be valued by him, so he did not dare to look down on them at all and spoke on his own initiative.
"I have met the Lord of Sima City." Gu Fenghua and others said politely.
Although Yunjin City is not big, the spiritual energy of the Lingji Realm is insufficient, there are not many cities, and the northward direction, the fewer cities will be. This radius of tens of thousands of miles is probably only Yunjin City, regardless of
No matter how you look at it, it can be considered a major town. Of course, Sima Jingnan can be regarded as the lord of Yunjin City. If others smile, they cannot be rude to others.