Chapter 334
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Ye Fanchen's first impression of the Bingwu Villa was the scarlet walls and the murderous aura that permeated the air.
After going through a series of checks, Ye Fanchen and his group finally arrived at the Bingwu Villa before the sky turned dark. Looking at the place that was filled with murderous aura and guarded by many warriors, even the steward of the caravan, who was used to seeing big scenes, could not help but be cautious.
"You are the Wanli Caravan, right? Is this the Longhua Rice that we requested? "
A man who looked like a steward pointed at the pack of beasts behind him and asked.
"Yes, sir. This is the Longhua Rice."
The caravan steward bowed and said.
"He he, not bad. You have some skills. I have heard that this journey was not a peaceful one. I see that you fellows did not hire any cultivators. To think that you fellows would be able to make it here safely. Not bad, not bad.
The man who looked like a steward said with a smile.
Hearing the steward's words, the caravan steward felt very uncomfortable. However, the other party represented the Bingwu Villa, so he did not dare to say anything.
On the other side, seeing the constipated expression of the caravan steward, the man who looked like a steward suddenly felt proud. He enjoyed the feeling of being high and mighty.
"Alright, what are you still standing here for? Hurry up and put the things in. If you delay our business, be careful that you won't get a single cent. "
The man who looked like a steward shouted loudly.
This was the sorrow of a small person. It was normal to be shouted at in order to make a living. However, Ye Fanchen who saw this scene did not say anything. After escorting the caravan here, his mission was over.
Looking at Ye Fanchen walking towards the gate of the Bingwu Villa, the caravan steward opened his mouth but did not say anything.
As early as when Ye Fanchen fought with Zhao Changchun, he had already given up on recruiting Ye Fanchen.
The manager of the caravan knew very well that a person of Ye Fanchen's level was not someone he could keep. He was a flying dragon in the sky, the king of the beasts in the mountains. Their Chamber of Commerce could not afford to keep such an existence.
"Hey, where do you think you are going? This is not a place where people like you can run around. "
On the other side, when Ye Fanchen walked toward the main entrance of the Bingwu Villa, the housekeeper suddenly shouted.
He thought that Ye Fanchen was also a member of the caravan and wanted to slack off and take a look at the villa.
"Milord, that's the guard we invited from Mercenary City. The reason we were able to arrive here safely was all thanks to that Milord."
The manager of the caravan had seen Ye Fanchen's strength with his own eyes. He did not want this idiot in front of him to provoke Ye Fanchen. Otherwise, so what if the Bingwu Manor was a major power? Don't tell me you'll be able to keep that lord here?
The butler sneered in disdain when he heard the manager's words. Where was this place? This is the Bingwu Villa, a first-rate superpower in the entire Tianxuan Continent. How dare a small cultivator act so presumptuously here?
The man who looked like a butler was very unhappy. Anyone who came here, no matter how strong they were, would be respectful. Unlike this guy in front of him, he didn't see the slightest bit of respect from the man who looked like a butler. On the contrary, he seemed to see a strong disdain in this person's eyes …
No one had ever looked down on the Bingwu Villa. No one.
The person who looked like a butler quickly walked in front of Ye Fanchen. Then, he raised his hand and slapped Ye Fanchen's face.
Everyone in the caravan felt their hearts tighten when they saw this scene. It seemed that something big was about to happen.
"Bang … Ah!"
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was accompanied by a scream.
Just as everyone in the caravan thought, something big was about to happen. Ye Fanchen did not care about the other party's identity as the butler of the Bingwu Villa and directly attacked him.
The man who looked like a housekeeper screamed miserably. There were already many cultivators here. When they saw who the person on the ground was, they saw that no less than a hundred cultivators had surrounded Ye Fanchen in an instant.
"Kneel down!"
Someone shouted at Ye Fanchen.
"Hehe, how interesting."
Ye Fanchen smiled coldly when he heard the other party telling him to kneel down.
He still remembered that someone had shouted at him like this when he had just been resurrected.
"Clang …!"
With a golden sound, the long sword was like a dragon. A powerful sword intent instantly shrouded the entire Bingwu Villa.
Almost at the same time as the sword intent shrouded the villa, several old men instantly appeared before Ye Fanchen.
They looked coldly at Ye Fanchen as if they would launch a thunderous attack if Ye Fanchen dared to make any strange moves.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking the Bingwu Villa? "
The leader of the several old men stood out and said.
He was very strong. He was at least at the Middle-stage of the Natal Opening Realm, but so what? Ye Fanchen had already killed many people at the Peak of the Natal Opening Realm, let alone those at the Middle-stage of the Natal Opening Realm.
Seeing that both sides were at daggers drawn, the butler of the caravan sighed heavily in his heart.
"That's what you call confidence."
The butler of the caravan thought to himself. He could see that the people of the Bingwu Villa thought that Ye Fanchen was an enemy. On the other hand, Ye Fanchen was not willing to explain anything at all.
"Sirs, please stop. This is just a misunderstanding. I hope you can listen to me."
The butler of Shangdu thought for a moment and stepped forward to speak.
Hearing the steward's words, the few old men also looked at him. Although they had not fought yet, Ye Fanchen's sword will, which was so powerful that it made their hearts palpitate, still made them quite wary.
If he could avoid exchanging blows with Ye Fanchen, it would be best for him not to do so.
The elders were very smart. After the butler of the caravan explained the cause and effect of what had just happened, they coldly looked at the butler who was on the ground and could not even scream because of the sword essence.
"Swoosh …"
As the leader of the elders waved his hand, the man on the ground was beheaded. A person of this level was no different from an ant to them.
"Sirs, please forgive us. We are in the wrong. Please come to the villa for a chat."
The leader of the elders bowed to Ye Fanchen and said.
Seeing the elder's expression, Ye Fanchen put away his Thousand Feather Sword. He was not here to cause trouble, so he did not bother to pursue the matter.
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