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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters low-key too much(3/3)

"You still don't know what's going on?"

"Then what are you talking about here?"

"Come on, come on, I'll give you a good talk."

Mu Qing was really angry.

He originally thought that the steward had seen what happened just now.

Who would have thought that I don't know anything.

This is not shielding, it is indiscriminate and overbearing.

This is more than shielding.

After listening to Mu Qing's story, the steward was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. He looked at the two guards and said angrily: "Who gave you the power to treat guests like this?"

"We were wrong."

"We don't dare anymore."

"Master Steward, please show mercy and spare us this time..."

The two people quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"I'll deal with you later!"

A cold light flashed in the steward's eyes. He looked at Qin Feiyang and the others, and his attitude changed instantly. He cupped his hands and said, "I didn't ask clearly just now. I wrongly blamed the four of you. I'd like to invite the four of you."

"That's pretty much it."

Mu Qing sneered.

"Yes, yes, it's my fault."

The steward smiled apologetically, then looked at Qin Feiyang and said: "Little brother, you see I have also apologized. Can you please treat these two little brothers? Don't bet on the door. After all, we still have to open for business."

"Get out of the way!"

Qin Feiyang waved his hand and said.

Fatty and Mu Qing looked at each other, smiled proudly, and then stepped aside.

Yan Wei also put away his holy power.

"The Trading Pavilion is nothing more than that."
Chapter completed!
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