Chapter 1115
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The waiter tried to mediate the situation. "How could it be? This young man is so filial. How could he be mad at you? Old people are always like this. Young master, there is a quiet room downstairs. Can I bring you to take a bath and change your clothes? "
Long Fan's face was covered with soup. Logically speaking, he should take a bath and clean himself up. However, he was very cautious and did not want to leave Gu Xijiu's side. Therefore, he raised his hand and cast a cleaning spell on himself. After a flash of white light, he was as clean as new.
The cleaning spell could only be performed by a cultivator with a spiritual power of level eight and above.
Although the city wasn't small, there weren't many Senior Warlocks, and those who could use Cleanse were few and far between. The shop assistant's eyes widened in shock.
Long Fan slightly squinted his eyes and pressed his palm on the waiter's shoulder. "Thank you."
The waiter's face turned pale and he did not say a word.
Gu Xijiu did not expect that he would kill someone. "What are you doing?!"
Long Fan looked indifferent. "He knows too much." He flicked his finger at the waiter, and a wisp of pink smoke shrouded the waiter. After the smoke disappeared, the waiter disappeared. Apparently, he had been dissolved by the pink smoke.
A living person had disappeared. Gu Xijiu pursed her lips and did not say a word.
Long Fan clapped his hands and looked at her. "Xijiu, you have killed many people in your previous life. Are you suddenly kind-hearted?"
Gu Xijiu replied coldly, "I never kill innocent people!"
Long Fan looked at her and said gently, "You will in the future."
Gu Xijiu ignored him. She knew that he wanted to train her to be his sword and fight for him.
This person did not seem to be loyal to Mo Zhao. Perhaps, he had his own ambition.
Gu Xijiu faintly felt that Long Fan was not as simple as he seemed.
While she was pondering, she suddenly heard some noises from downstairs. After a while, another waiter and a child ran up the stairs. They looked into the private room and were stunned. "Is Zhang Wang here?"
Apparently, the waiter who was killed by Long Fan was called Zhang Wang. Long Fan's subordinate replied, "Who is Zhang Wang or Liu Wang? I have not seen him."
"Zhang Wang is the short waiter assigned to serve the guests." The waiter smiled apologetically. "His wife is ill, so his son came to call him. The shopkeeper has already approved his leave …"
The eight or nine-year-old child looked anxious, his little face flushed red. "The uncles downstairs said that my father is attending to a noble person here. My mother is very sick …"
Long Fan's two subordinates became impatient. "If I say it's not here, then it's not here. Go look elsewhere."
The waiter and the child did not dare to say anything more. They turned around and left. The sound of a door opening and closing could be heard from outside. It was obvious that the waiter was looking around with the child. However, they would never be able to find them again.
After a while, the child's cries came from downstairs. "Where did Daddy go? My mother is still waiting for him to take her to see a doctor … "
Gu Xijiu was disappointed.
In the eyes of Long Fan and the others, these ordinary people were like ants that could be easily crushed to death. However, to their families, the deceased were like heaven and earth. A casual killing had destroyed an entire family...
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