Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 35
Without waiting for the hostess to speak, Zhao Erdong stood up with a huff, and threw the money bag in his arms on the table, "My lady came to your store to spend, but was obstructed and neglected in every possible way. She didn't mind spending a minimum of [-] gold." Expensive, but why you still don’t do business with this lady? I still hope that the big shopkeeper can give an explanation and explain the distance of your Xiankeju. I will go back and let my relatives and friends know about the distance in advance. Don't come here to be humiliated like me."

The shopkeeper knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he thought that it must be that Sang Ju saw the lady's simple clothes, so she deliberately neglected it, which made her angry. He just glanced at the money bag lightly, and knew that there were at least hundreds of money in it. Jin, the initial contempt for this young lady has gone seven points.

"Miss, you have misunderstood what Sang Ju meant. This private seat was reserved by a distinguished guest. Seeing that the distinguished guest was approaching, Sang Ju was in a hurry and unintentionally neglected Miss. I hope she will forgive me. I'm in a private seat, please move the lady." The big shopkeeper explained with a smile, there seemed to be a bit of apology between the lines, but Zhao Erdong didn't intend to give him such face.

"I think this place is very good, and I don't want to change it." Zhao Erdong leaned on the back of the chair happily, and looked up at Sang Ju, whose face turned blue and white. "What are you doing here? Go pour tea!"

Sang Ju bit her red lips angrily, cast a dark glance at Zhao Erdong with her beautiful eyes, and turned to walk towards the tea table.

"It's really lively! What did the king miss?" The beaded curtains jingled, and the man in Chinese clothes embraced two scantily clad women and walked into the private seat.

White jade crown hair, brocade robe with dark gold dragon pattern, warm jade belt around the waist, brocade cloud boots, this is no ordinary rich and noble man's attire.

A pair of peach blossom handsome eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the thin lips were lightly pursed, drawing a trace of a happy smile.

Sang Ju looked at the person coming, her beautiful eyes flashed a glint of darkness, she stepped forward quickly, and saluted the man, "I have seen the Seventeenth Master" Sang Ju raised her face, gave the man in brocade a wink, and looked at him Yingying, with infinite warmth, "Master Seventeen, the slave is guilty"

Taohua's handsome eyes glanced at Sangju lightly, and said nonchalantly, "What's the crime?"

Sangju's beautiful face was filled with grievances, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears, which was particularly pitiful, "Master Seventeen, I will take care of this private seat, waiting for Lord Seventeen to come, but who knows..." She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Erdong, with a smug streak across her face, "But who knows, this young lady rushed in indiscriminately, and the servant told her that this was the private seat reserved by the Seventeenth Master, but she refused. After leaving, he still uttered wild words, not paying attention to the Seventeenth Lord, even..."

The Seventeenth Master raised his eyes and followed Sang Ju's gaze, the light in his eyes flickered slightly, and the arc of the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, is it her?
"Even what?" Seventeenth Master looked at Sang Ju, he had seen many tricks of women, and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone?It also depends on whether she is worthy of using the knife, otherwise, the knife may not stab someone else, but herself.

Sang Ju didn't notice the change in Shi Qi Ye's expression at all, she just said that Shi Qi Ye listened to her words.

"Even insulting the slave..." Sangju finished speaking, pulled out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, covered her small face, her shoulders trembled slightly, and sobbed softly, like a white lotus that was crippled by wind and rain. . .

Looking at the man in brocade clothes who suddenly appeared, Zhao Erdong felt a sense of déjà vu, but couldn't remember it for a while. Could it be that the original Zhao Erdong knew this person?
(End of this chapter)