C12

Silence.

The entire hall was eerily quiet, even Su Haoyue who was standing behind Ji Haotian stared wide-eyed, dumbstruck at her young master.

"Hahahaha …" I thought this kid would retort, but I didn't think this kid would actually say that Manager Murong Yuan only had three days to live! This kid is joking! "

"Ki garbage, you really are the kind of slut who doesn't have a mother. Haha, you actually said that Manager Murong Yuan only has three days to live. Are you courting death?"

"This won't do. This trash actually dares to curse Manager Murong Yuan. Manager, don't stop him. I'll help you beat this guy to death!"

Several henchmen dressed in servant uniforms spoke up in a flattering manner.

Seeing this, Su Haoyue covered her eyes with both of her hands. She really couldn't bear to see her crown prince being bullied, but the crown prince was telling the truth that the shopkeeper wouldn't last more than three days!

Ji Haotian did not care about the constantly clamoring Yang family servants, he looked at Murong Yuan and said, "Every third day, do you feel the Shaohai Acupuncture Point and the Yin Valley Point on your arm to be in pain? When the time is ugly, when your yin energy is at its heaviest, will you feel your whole body stiffen up for a short period of time? I can cure your illness. "

Murong Yuan's expression shook. It wasn't because Ji Haotian was wrong, but because he was too right. How did this brat know what would happen to him in the next few days? Even his personal servant didn't know. How did this brat know? Could it be that this kid knows how to tell a fortune? Or did this brat see through all of this?

"Manager Murong, this brat is still cursing you. Do you need me …"

Yang Luo coldly looked at Ji Haotian, and said with a sneer in his eyes.

Pow!

Murong Yuan slapped Yang Luo's face and sent him flying.

Yang Luo's body directly collided into a shelf far away, and the entire shelf was knocked down. A large amount of medicine directly smashed into Yang Luo's face.

"The heck, who is it?" That idiot dares to attack me, does he not want to live? "

As the young master of the Yang family, Yang Luo, when was he slapped, immediately stood up and shouted with a red neck.

"Throw it out!"

Murong Yuan waved his hand and said with an indifferent expression.

Hundreds of sturdy men wearing black bodyguards strode into the hall. Many bodyguards surrounded Yang Luo and the others, and one of them directly lifted Yang Luo up like a little chick, directly throwing him out from the second floor's window.

Gulp!

Seeing this scene, a few servants of the Yang family who came with Yang Luo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Never in their dreams had they imagined that their young master would not only be slapped, but would also be thrown out from the second floor because the other party thought he was too noisy.

If the young masters and mistresses of the other families were to know about this, they would probably lose all their face!

"You guys don't need me to let them fight!"

"That's only natural! We're leaving now, we're leaving now!"

"Who let you go, fan!"

Murong Yuan swept a few Yang Family servants with his ice-cold eyes, and said in a bland voice.

After losing the support of their young master, many of the Yang family's henchmen were ashen-faced, like little chicks who had made a mistake, kneeling on the ground and slapping themselves hard.

"Crown Prince, we are not people."

"We shouldn't be rude."

"I shouldn't have looked down on the Crown Prince with my power."

Many of Yang family's henchmen were afraid that the men would attack them, so they slapped their faces loudly. In less than a cup of tea time, a few Yang family henchmen who had been extremely arrogant earlier now had swollen faces, and blood kept oozing out of their faces.

"Little brother Ji, how about I just deal with them like this?" Murong Yuan came to Ji Haotian's side and said respectfully.

"It's not bad, these flies are really noisy."

When Su Haoyue heard the words of the two, as well as the sounds of many slapping, he gently lowered her hands. The next moment, she saw her young master curse at the manager of the Symbol Tripod Pavilion. Not only was he fine, she even treated her as a guest of honor.

The faces of those who had mocked the crown prince earlier swelled to the size of a pig's head. This scene was too unimaginable. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought that she was hallucinating!

It was good that the Crown Prince was fine, it was good that the Crown Prince was fine!

"Little brother Ji, do you think my illness can be cured?" Murong Yuan couldn't help but ask.

Ji Haotian did not reply, but instead indifferently glanced at Su Haoyue who was behind him.

Su Haoyue looked at the expression in his own crown prince's eyes and recalled the treatment his young master received at the Alchemist Association. She hardened her heart and said: "Manager Murong Yuan, although my crown prince does not lack money, as his maid, I still need spirit stones. Just give me two hundred thousand spirit stones for your clothes! "

When Murong Yuan heard this, his body shook slightly as he roared in his heart: F * cking hell, a set of clothes costs two hundred thousand spirit stones, why don't you just rob me!? Could it be that you're wearing a top grade spirit weapon?

"Does Manager Murong think that I need to increase the price because I'm asking for a lower price?" Su Haoyue frowned, and could not help but ask.

"Cough, cough."

Murong Yuan started to cough violently. After a while, he quickly passed a spatial ring that contained two hundred thousand spirit stones to Su Haoyue. He was truly frightened by the girl behind Ji Haotian. He was afraid that if this girl raised the price again, he wouldn't even have a chance to live!

"Miss Haoyue, this is two hundred thousand spiritual stones. Please keep it well." Murong Yuan hurriedly said.

"Something my crown prince wants."

"Just treat it as me giving it to the crown prince." Murong Yuan said bitterly.

"As a buyer, I'm still very reasonable. So many things, one spirit stone, what do you think?"

"No problem."

When Murong Yuan saw the spirit stone that Su Haoyue handed over, he nearly fell to the ground. Luckily his heart was calm, and Murong Yuan regained his composure in a short while.

Ji Haotian looked at the girl in the distance with a strange expression, and sighed silently, "Manager Murong, do you know why you are sick? Do you remember what happened a week ago? "

"Little brother Ji, are you saying that my illness is related to a large tomb that I stole?" Murong Yuan couldn't help but ask as his face shook slightly.

"The jade ring in your hand is the source of all the grievances. These few days, you often wear this jade ring, causing a lot of grievances to enter your body. If we do not cut off the root of the disease, even the immortal doctors will find it hard to cure it. "

"Manager Murong, you'd better return the jade thumb ring on your hand right now and hand it over to the person that belongs to him." If you can't return it, even if I cure your old body right now, it will still relapse. "