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Chapter 180 What Mistake Did He Make?
Just the tone of voice made Jiang Wusuo displeased. Is that how he manages the Artifact Refiner Guild to Lan Hong?

After thinking about it carefully, one should not blame too much. Xi Yunjian has gained a firm foothold in Chaofang, and the Artifact Refining Masters Guild has only been established for a few days. What is most lacking now is talents. Lan Hong has handled many things by himself, so he should forgive him for his shortcomings.

However, since he came here, he should calm down the atmosphere here, a small front desk, but the cultivation base of a fighter, he dares to look at no one, and his tone is arrogant, as if he can decide a person's life or death.

The Xiyun Sword Dynasty is waiting to be rejuvenated, and the Artifact Refiner's Guild is one of the things he cares most about. If other places are like this, how can the Xiyun Sword Dynasty prosper?
Change starts little by little. Only by expanding from small to large can it affect more people. If such a trend spreads, others will still think that he is a barbarian who has not been enlightened. .

This kind of situation must be curbed and not let the world criticize it.

I saw Jiang Wushuo's face was cold, and the coldness appeared in his eyes, and then dissipated. He is already the master of one side, and there is no need to kill someone for a small person.

He asked, "How about me?"

The meaning of the girl at the front desk was very clear, coupled with her contemptuous eyes, after Jiang Wusuo finished speaking, he examined himself, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"Hehe, look at how poor you are, do you know who President Lan Hong is? Do you know how busy he is? How could he come to see you? It's just fantastic." The girl sneered.

"May I ask, what is your name?"

"Hmph, my girl's name is Jin Wumei." The girl at the front desk raised her head with indescribable arrogance.

The Izumo Imperial Family was destroyed, but that was only the Imperial Family, there were tens of thousands of people in the Izumo Imperial Family, when the Imperial Family was annihilated, Jiang Wushuo still had kind thoughts in his heart and did not kill them all.

And Jin Wumei is the descendant of the original Izumo vassal king, with the blood of the Jin family flowing. Before Izumo was destroyed, she was still a princess. , She lost her identity, so she could only come out to find work to make a living.

Jiang Wusuo didn't know this, but so what if he knew it. With such a heart, if he wanted to survive in this world where the strong are respected, he had to learn to restrain himself, he had to learn to keep his head down, and Jin Wumei obviously couldn't do it. arrive.

Suddenly, Jiang Wusuo knew why he was looked down upon, the clothes were made of ordinary fabrics, not half gorgeous.

"Jin Wumei, the original Izumo Clan?" The surname Jin is of an uncharacterized generation, which Jiang Wusuo quickly thought of, but before Jin Wumei could speak, he said again: "Izumo is destroyed, the original Izumo Clan You should keep a low profile so as not to get into trouble."

Seeing that Jin Wumei's complexion changed, she became ashamed and annoyed, and shouted: "It's none of your business, if it wasn't for the goddamn Jiang Wusuo, the princess wouldn't have come here to ask for a living."

Jiang Wusuo remained silent, it was normal for a member of the Izumo Clan to hate him, but at the beginning of the Sword Dynasty, there was such a hidden danger, which needed to be eradicated as soon as possible.

His face remained unchanged, but he relaxed a lot, and said: "Please come down Lan Hong, and tell me that an old friend is visiting."

An old friend?

Suspiciously looking at Jiang Wushuo again, Jin Wumei waved her hand and drove away impatiently: "Go, go, I'm busy, I don't have time to talk to you, if you're too busy, please go find someone else, I still have a lot something to do."

Jiang Wusuo couldn't help laughing, there weren't too many people at this time, and there were even fewer people who came to the front desk to inquire. They were obviously asking him to go, no matter how busy he was.

Using his spiritual sense, he scanned the entire Artifact Refiner's Association. Lan Hong thought he had something to do.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from outside. He turned his head and looked outside the gate of the Artifact Refiner's Guild. He saw a group of people scattered in a panic. Among the crowd, a young man fell to the ground with blood gushing from his mouth. The young man was less than ten feet away, and Ye Yuchong looked proud. It was obvious that he was the one who did the young man's behavior.

Slightly frowning, in broad daylight, hurting people at the gate of the Artifact Refining Masters Guild, is there no one to care about?

"Hehe, don't look at it. It's a common thing that Jiang Wushuo builds a city without ordering people to manage it. You can see this kind of situation almost every day." Seeing Jiang Wusuo's appearance, Jin Wumei cast aside Glancing outside the gate, he said lightly.

It turned out to be my own fault?Jiang Wushuo's face darkened, he was indeed negligent, it seems that being the leader of a country is not so easy, once he is negligent, many disadvantages will be exposed, and he has to be perfected.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wushuo got up, Jin Wumei's face showed a little surprise, but she didn't stop her, she just sighed and shook her head slightly.

But seeing that Ye Yu Chong wanted to fight again, Jiang Wusuo would not give him a chance, the young man surnamed Zhang only had half his life left, if he was injured again, he would not live long even if he was not killed on the spot.

His figure disappeared in place, and suddenly stopped in front of Ye Yuchong. He kicked, but without using much force, Ye Yuchong's kick was kicked back, and he grinned in pain.

But he didn't care, he put his palm on the back of the young man surnamed Zhang, and a strong vindictive energy was transmitted to him. The young man surnamed Zhang vomited a mouthful of blood, and just now he was relieved. He glanced at Jiang Wushuo gratefully, sat cross-legged, and recovered. injury.

But in the next second, the eyes of the young man surnamed Zhang were full of astonishment. His injuries were all healed, and he was almost able to breathe.

The boy surnamed Zhang stood up, cupped his hands, and said loudly: "Thank you for saving your life, Zhang Yan has nothing to repay, only...!"

Jiang Wusuo suppressed him with a hand to stop him from continuing, what if the following words were promised with his body?He's not gay.

"Some small things are not worth mentioning."

Although Zhang Yan is only fifteen or sixteen years old, his heart is calm, and he is also a person who values ​​affection. If Jiang Wushuo hadn't acted in time, he would not have been worse at this time.

"Please also tell me your name, brother, Zhang Yan will definitely repay you in the future."

"Damn it, where did you come from, get the hell out of here." Ye Yuchong came over slowly, saw that Jiang Wusuo and Zhang Yan had chatted, and shouted angrily in his heart.

"Boy? I don't know the etiquette, or are you uneducated?" Jiang Wushuo glanced over, the suppression at the soul level, Ye Yuchong immediately knelt on his knees, his expression extremely horrified.

Ye Yuran rushed over and shouted: "How dare you bully my Ye clan."

Only a foot away from Jiang Wusuo, Ye Yuran's complexion changed wildly, and he knelt down, his face was as white as paper; no matter how many people came, it was the same in front of Jiang Wusuo, and how many people could suppress it at the soul level? Ignore nothing?

Withdrawing that trace of oppression, Jiang Wusuo said: "What mistake did he make, you want to put him to death?"

He was referring to Zhang Yan, and you were referring to Ye Yuchong. Ye Yuchong raised his head, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and said, "When I realize my mistake, I hope that you will hold your hand high and not marry my brother." People care about."

"Didn't you hear my question clearly?" Jiang Wusuo waved his hand, drawing a gust of wind, and Ye Yuchong and Ye Yuran were thrown to the ground, spitting out blood from their mouths.

(End of this chapter)