Chapter 41
The whole Mingyue Building was disturbed by Ji Shuyun. If it wasn't because of his identity, Lin Gaoyang would have done it himself.

On the third floor of Mingyue Building, in an open window, three men in fine clothes were sitting at a gold silk nanmu table with money, and green smoke curled up from the crane cauldron stove in the room, giving it an extravagant air.

The three of them looked at the farce below indifferently. A middle-aged man was standing on a plate with anxiety on his face. This man was the money shopkeeper of Mingyue Tower.

Compared to the three young masters, Shopkeeper Qian is in a hurry. The entire Mingyue Building is about to be smashed, can you be in a hurry?

The young man in green shirt sitting on the far right looked at the pitiful shopkeeper Qian, and kindly said: "Hong, if you don't go down, maybe the whole Mingyue Tower will be demolished."

The man called Hong smiled slightly, and there seemed to be light fluctuations around him: "It's just in time for the demolition, and the Mingyue Building is about to be redecorated."

The corner of Shopkeeper Qian's mouth twitched, and the man sitting on the left shook his head and said, "You really care about every penny and don't take any losses. Your Dugu Castle is already rich, so why are you still so stingy?"

Dugu Hong lightly fanned the folding fan in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "My lord never spends any wronged money."

Young Master Qingshan smiled helplessly, and changed the topic: "I just don't know who this red-clothed lady belongs to, and she doesn't know how to advance or retreat to the Taiwei."

Duguhong took a sip of the tea, and lazily said: "I don't know who the lady in red is, but I do know the man in white. However, waiting for the identity of the young man in white to be revealed, Taiwei Lin and so on." I'm afraid it's too late to cry."

"Oh?"

Mr. Qingshan became interested. Duguhong was able to expand the business of Dugubao to such a level because of his extraordinary means and vicious eyes. He said that Lin Taiwei was going to cry, so Lin Taiwei would Absolutely not laughing.

"Who is this young man in white?"

Duguhong put down the teacup, stared at Ji Shuyun's flustered face for a moment, and raised his eyebrows: "Here, someone is here."

The other two looked in response, and a man in a purple robe stepped forward, his fierce and aggressive aura made people's heart skip a beat, who else could it be if it wasn't Murong Qian?
Duguhong lazily said: "Treasurer Qian, the third prince is here, please greet him well."

Shopkeeper Qian responded and hurried down.

Ji Shuyun was still playing cat and mouse with everyone, when she saw Ji Wu's secret signal, she immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled, leaning into Feng Xiao's ear and whispering: "Young Master Feng, please cooperate!"

After saying that, Ji Shuyun didn't care about Feng Xiao's disagreement, and immediately stopped, and Feng Xiao, who was held tightly by her, bumped into the sharp knife.

Even though he was as calm as Feng Xiao, he couldn't help but frown, his body, hair and skin were affected by his parents, and he was not ready to get hurt because of Ji Shuyun.

He frowned, turned to avoid it, the point of the knife cut through his sleeve, and Ji Shuyun screamed in panic.

"My God! My...Young Master! You are injured!"

Feng Xiao frowned suspiciously and looked, a stream of red liquid suddenly fell down his right arm and dripped onto the floor of Guangjian, both in temperature and smell, it was the same as real blood.

If he hadn't been injured, even he would have thought it was his own blood.

Dazed for a moment, Feng Xiao raised his eyes, and met a pair of sly eyes as expected, he laughed inwardly, but he cooperated and covered his "wound".

But at this time, a cold male voice suddenly rang out, "The third prince is here!"

(End of this chapter)

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