"Princess, why is Peng Jia standing there in a daze?" Shui 'er found that Peng Jia, a Sengoku Viscount, had been staring at Gu Qingfeng without doing anything. Puzzled, she asked, "He seems to be very afraid of Gu Qingfeng's identity. Does he really believe that Gu Qingfeng is the King?"
"He's not a fool. Why would he believe it?" "Little ~ say ~ ww ~ suimeng ~ lā"
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Tang Man-ching said softly, "What really made him afraid was not that Gu Qingfeng called himself King Chixiao, but that Féquy called him 'Young Master'. Don't look at the meaning of this sentence. After all, Féquy is the Lord Black Buddha's man. Once he called him 'Young Master', Gu Qingfeng's identity and background immediately became confusing. Maybe it won't scare Peng Jia, but it will definitely make him not dare to act rashly."
"This guy is really lucky to have met Féquy. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died today."
Shui 'er still hadn't forgotten that she was chased out by Gu Qingfeng. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but get angry. She said, "I wanted to see this guy get taught a lesson by Peng Jia and see if he still dares to be so arrogant. I didn't expect that Féquy would appear out of nowhere."
Staring at Féquy, Shui 'er said angrily, "This damn fatty is really bold. For Gu Qingfeng, he almost fought with Peng Jia and the others just now. Isn't he afraid of making things worse? Not only will he fail to save Gu Qingfeng, but he will also expose his identity? If Gu Qingfeng's identity is exposed, Féquy will also suffer, won't he? At that time, even the Lord Black Buddha won't be able to save him. "
That's right.
Isn't Féquy afraid at all?
Tang Man-ching still couldn't figure it out.
In the field.
Peng Jia stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Gu Qingfeng below the attic window. His divine sense was also probing.
No!
Nothing could be found.
Because Gu Qingfeng had nothing on him.
He stared at Gu Qingfeng, trying to find some clues from his eyes. But no matter how hard he looked, he still couldn't find anything.
Gu Qingfeng just lay by the window, eating spirit fruits and drinking wine in a leisurely and carefree manner. He wasn't bluffing, and there wasn't any panic in his eyes. Everything was very natural. This made Peng Jia, who was afraid of Gu Qingfeng's identity and background, not dare to act rashly.
"Hehe, my surname is Gu, my name is Lang, and my Taoist name is Chi Xiao …"
Peng Jia sneered, "Good name, what a good name!"
At the side, Elder Wei had been frowning all along, and he seemed to be rather helpless towards this moment.
Indeed.
He just wanted to settle this matter now. He didn't know whether Gu Qingfeng was the successor of the King or not, nor did he know what he wanted to do by claiming to be the King. He only knew that this guy had killed many Sengoku nobles in the Great Northwest. His identity was very sensitive, and he could be killed at any time. He didn't want this plague to stay in the villa. Otherwise, once this guy's identity was exposed, Sengoku people would come here, and Féquy would call a group of masters. It would inevitably lead to a large-scale battle, and the business of the villa would be greatly affected.
However.
He also knew that it wouldn't be so easy to settle this matter.
Unless Gu Qingfeng was willing to give in and return all the resources he won yesterday.
But was this possible?
Look at that guy's behavior, eating spirit fruits and drinking wine, looking like he didn't mind watching a show. That carefree attitude, those who didn't know him would really think that he was the Scarlet Firmament Sovereign King. How could he return it?
Then he looked at Féquy.
This guy wasn't tall, but at this moment, he was standing there with his hands behind his back, his chest puffed out, and stood there looking covetously. His solemn expression and fierce eyes made it seem that if Peng Jia dared to attack Gu Qingfeng, he would really dare to kill these immortal officials.
Why on earth!
Elder Wei really couldn't figure out why Gu Qingfeng and Féquy were so fearless.
He couldn't figure it out.
Elder Wei secretly transmitted a voice message to Féquy, saying, "Big Boss Fei, if you think you can scare Peng Jia by doing this, I advise you to give up."
"You calling him Young Master did make Peng Jia a little afraid of Young Master Gu's identity, but it's just a little fear. Peng Jia will never give up. He's a person who cares about his face. Since he's here today, he won't leave easily."
Féquy replied, "I'm sorry, but my Young Master is also a person who cares about his face. If he doesn't return it, then he won't return it."
Old Man Wei was taken aback and was very puzzled. He had known Fei Kui for a long time and clearly knew that Fei Kui was very tactful in the past. He would not offend anyone, nor would he offend anyone. Why was it that after meeting Gu Qing Feng today, he seemed to have changed into a different person and became so unreasonable?
"Féquy, oh Féquy! This Gu Qingfeng killed many immortal dukes in the Great Northwest. Take advantage of the fact that no one knows his identity and don't settle this as soon as possible. If this really gets out of hand, then you'll have to bear the consequences. Even the Lord Black Buddha won't be able to save you! "
"Don't worry about it."
Fei Kui's voice came again. Wei Lao was so angry that he wanted to curse, "Do you really think that this kid is the successor of the Sovereign King? Or do you think that he is the Sovereign King himself? Are you stupid or crazy? Are you crazy? "
"It doesn't matter to me whether Young Master is the King's successor or the King himself."
"Then what's important to you?"
"He's my Young Master. That's enough."
What?
What kind of reason was that?
Elder Wei even suspected that Féquy had really lost his mind. Otherwise, why would he say something so absurd? Could it be that in Féquy's eyes, Gu Qingfeng's existence was more powerful than the King's successor or even the King himself?
That was indeed the case.
Féquy wasn't trying to fool Elder Wei. He was speaking the truth.
He really didn't know who Gu Qingfeng was and didn't care.
He only knew that Huo De once told him very seriously that if he was lucky enough to meet Gu Qingfeng again, then he should follow him. As long as he was by his side, even if he was just a coachman, he would be a coachman that even the King wouldn't dare to breathe loudly in front of!
Féquy had always remembered that.
Féquy originally thought that he wouldn't have the chance to meet Gu Qingfeng again in this lifetime.
But today, he met him again.
This was a golden opportunity bestowed upon him by the heavens.
Féquy was a smart man. He definitely wouldn't waste this rare opportunity.
At the same time, he was also a grateful person. Even if Gu Qingfeng didn't acknowledge him as a servant today, he would still do what a servant should do at all costs.
In the attic.
Gu Qingfeng didn't seem to have much interest in Peng Jia and the other Sengoku people. Instead, his eyes kept glancing at Lin Xiang 'er, who was on the high platform. He drank a cup of wine and smiled. "Sister Xiang' er, why don't you continue? I haven't enjoyed the song you just played. Can you play another one?"
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