She let go of the hand holding Xuanyuan Moze's arm, stepped forward, and came to Han Rong fearlessly, her eyes as cold as frost, and she scolded with a seductive aura: "Who is this one? Give you the power to be presumptuous in front of the master?"
"You, you are an outsider, what right do you have to speak here!"
Han Rong's face was blue with anger, his chest was violently ups and downs, and his whole body was full of hostility. The look of wanting to kill Feng Jiu made people no doubt that if Xuanyuan Moze hadn't stood there, he might have shot.
Feng Jiu sneered, "I'm an outsider? Huh, I'm an outsider?"
"Aze grew up when I watched!" He wrinkled his fists angrily and drank.
"What about watching him grow up? Did you give birth to him? Still raising him? Watching him grow up? Watching him grow up to be able to distinguish between esteem and inferiority? No distinction between master and servant? Or are you trying to coerce him? Grace to repay?"
She approached step by step, speaking aggressively, so that Han Rong's face turned from blue to black to flushed, and she couldn't say a word with one mouth. She only stared at Feng Jiu with a pair of angry eyes, wishing to drink her. The appearance of blood eating her meat.
Xuanyuan Moze, whose face was not so pretty, heard Feng Jiu's words, his face slowed down, a smile and pampering flashed across his eyes, and she left her to deal with without speaking.
In the future, she will be the hostess of this mansion. Although people in the mansion will recognize her because of his relationship, it is hard to say whether she will really convince her. She must have the ability and courage to deal with things.
Originally, he was thinking about how to find an opportunity for her, but now that Han Rong came to the door in person, who else is more suitable to be this killer?
With Han Rong who is in charge of the black prison, who would dare not accept her in this mansion?
"Aze, can you just let this demon girl humiliate Uncle Han like this?" He couldn't bear it, and said to Xuanyuan Moze with an indifferent expression.
"What I saw was that you were humiliating her, not she was humiliating you." Xuanyuan Moze's eyes were deep, and he glanced at him blankly, and said coldly, "Maybe you should have more rules in the house. Take a look."
Han Rong's heart sank when he heard him calling himself the prince and the word you were called from his mouth. He couldn't listen to what he said now. If he mentioned it again, it would only make things more troublesome.
At the moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to make himself look calmer, and then said: "I know, I will retire first." As he said, he bowed his hand and did not wait for them to say What? Turn around and say go.
Xuanyuan Mo Ze stared at his back, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.That's it?She thought he could not help but shoot!It seems that this person's endurance is really not so strong!Can even such a thing be suppressed?
Thinking from another angle, a strong man who was originally respected in this mansion was suddenly instructed, but in the end he could only suppress his anger and turn and leave. How much endurance can this be done?
Moreover, the person who instructed him was still her, even if Xuanyuan Moze said that she would be the mistress here, but she would not be a day after she passed the door, but he was trained by her to endure and leave. How can such ability? Make people look down upon?
"What do you think?"
The words in her ears brought her back to her senses and glanced at the people around her.