Miss Mu said something and wanted to throw away all the tea leaves in Wuxia Pavilion. The owner of the manor was so scared that he even threw away his cup.

The other five people in the room looked at me, but I didn’t know what it felt like.

It turns out that the owner of their family was so well-behaved, but it was obvious that his well-behaved was not because of them.

However, throw away the tea leaves from Wuxia Pavilion...

Dong Dali was the first to say, "Miss Mu, most of the tea in Wuxia Pavilion is treasured, and many of them cannot be bought outside."

A warm gaze floated over, and there was a little gratitude hidden in it, just because Dong Dali and Qiqi were too focused when talking and did not notice it.

Qiqi raised her eyebrows and pursed her thin lips: "What does Brother Dong mean?"

"Since Miss Mu is planning to throw it away, why not give it to her subordinates." Dong Dali grabbed his head and smiled silly: "I don't dislike the things thrown out of Wuxia Pavilion."

The warm gaze suddenly became cold, like the frost in August, and in the early autumn days, a winter chill oozed out.

Dong Dali couldn't help but scratch his head again. How could it be so cold in the Jiangnan area in August?

Duanmu Ran finally couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Even Ji Wushuang, who was still resentful just now, then brushed her sleeves and covered the faint smile on her lips.

Although Tang Sui was habitually lying on his face, a little pleasant light flowed through his eyes.

Dong Dali didn't know if he really didn't understand, or was pretending to be stupid and cute, and didn't he see the owner's two gazes that wanted to tear him apart?

Dong Dali was still looking at Qiqi with a silly smile. Do you think he is pretending to be stupid and cute? Who knows?

He himself didn't know it. He only knew that the tea at home was the thickest. Because of his father-in-law's illness, all his savings had been spent over the years and he couldn't afford to eat good tea. God knows that he likes to drink tea.

Even if the eyes look like an arrow, at most it will be a little uncomfortable here. Anyway, if you kill someone, you will feel better after you go home.

He didn't steal or rob, he just picked up the things that Miss Mu ordered to throw out and used for home use.

Qiqi had a stern face, but when Dong Dali was so funny, his face couldn't be stopped. He immediately laughed and said, "Okay, I'll send all the tea leaves of Wuxia Pavilion to your place, well, wait."

Once the account book was closed, she stood up and walked out the door.

"Qiqi..." The stunning man beside him looked up at her pink Feifei's side face, his eyes blinked slightly, and his desolate appearance made her almost fall down.

"Cough...come back soon."

With a hard look back, she stopped looking at his pitiful appearance. She walked to the door, opened the door, and called out: "Raper."

Chu Jiangnan held up the forehead and rubbed his long fingers on the middle of his eyebrows, with a gloomy face.

The good tea he collected over the past few years, the snow-capped mountains, the charming fragrance of East Island, and the red robe at midnight... Now, it is completely irreversible.

As everyone looked at him, a little sympathy flowed in their eyes.

The owner of the manor Xitu, in order to make him happy, the brothers went out to do business. Whenever they met the best tea, they would remember to bring it back and give it to him.

Other people’s tea can’t be stored for long, but the owner’s one is different. If you store it in a carefully crafted teacup, it will only make the more fragrant it will be.

He couldn't bear to drink those good teas that could not grow a few tender leaves in ten years...

Of course, these sympathetic gazes do not have the same sympathy as Dong Dali. At this time, I was happy, so how could I sympathize with others?

While everyone despises Dong Dali and pitys the owner of the manor, they actually feel a little gloating.

It turns out that Miss Mu's tricky temperament is not just targeting them, even the owner of the manor is the same, everyone treats everyone equally... Cough, I'm not angry anymore.

It is rare to see the owner of the manor being defeated, and his mood, which had been depressed for two days, finally got better quietly.

After instructing Dongli Shu'er to go to Chu Jiangnan's dormitory to take away all the tea leaves, and asked her to send orders to Wuxia Pavilion not to see a piece of tea. Qiqi returned to Chu Jiangnan and sat down. He looked up and smiled sweetly at him, "I'm busy, continue to show you the account book."

After saying that, I opened the account book and really focused on reading it.

Chu Jiangnan is really in pain at this time, not because of the pain in the wound, but because of the pain in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Duanmu Ran kept his mind and looked at Chu Jiangnan and said, "Master, Wangyue City has recently added a group of imperial guards. Everyone is very skilled and their martial arts seem to come from various sects..."

Qiqi paused and his eyes paused on a certain word.

Duanmu Ran was indeed amazing. He began to pay attention to these people so soon.

"How?" Chu Jiangnan leaned on the back of the chair and had returned to his calm appearance.

He had heard Qiqi talk about this, but he was still not clear about it. If he didn't talk about him, it would be the same even Qiqi.

"They are all disciples of major sects, all master elites, and there are a few who are afraid they are veterans." Duanmu Ran met his gaze and truthfully reported the information he had found in the past two days.

"The subordinates have not found all their lists, but some have been found."

He took out a list from his arms and handed it to Chu Jiangnan in person before returning to his seat.

After Chu Jiangnan saw this, he said: "These people who obeyed the orders directly to the people who came from the imperial city, and the person behind them is still not found out yet. However, I believe that the person will come to Wangyue City soon."

"How can I tell?" Chu Jiangnan asked, not daring to drink tea, but his long finger couldn't help but fall on the lid of the cup, tapping it lightly.

Duanmu Ran said: "Their team is called the Iron Cavalry Corps. According to the news sent back by the brothers, the corps members have been preparing for the past two days, as if they are going to welcome some important people. According to the court, there will be someone attending the martial arts conference this time, and the subordinates guess that the same person may be coming."

Chu Jiangnan did not continue to ask where his guess came from. Duanmu Ran's so-called guess was basically the fact.

Without seeing him, Ji Wushuang said, "According to this situation, the people from the court who had already penetrated the martial arts conference were probably infiltrated in the major sects. Whoever wins and loses will basically be finalized."

"That may not be." Duanmu Ran looked at him, "Not every sect is willing to surrender to the court. This time there are some small sects without the court."

"Is it just that the sect is too small and the court looks down on it?" Dong Dali didn't know much about this kind of thing, just said whatever he thought of.

"There is also a possibility. Of course, it is not ruled out that the people from the court cannot buy their disciples." Duanmu Ran looked at him, then looked at Chu Jiangnan again and said.

"This time there is a sect that has just risen this year. It has been qualified to participate in the martial arts conference in the Hengmen Confrontation Competition. The subordinates cannot find anyone in their gang who cooperated with the court."

Perhaps the disciples of the gang were all loyal, or as Dong Dali said, the court did not look down on such sects, but there were not many such clean sects at this time.

"Are you sure there is no other force behind them?" Chu Jiangnan asked.

The Hengmen Confrontation Competition is to show the "fairness" of the martial arts conference and give small gangs or some newly emerging sects a chance to participate in the martial arts conference. As long as five of the disciples of this sect can defeat the five disciples selected from the major sects, the gang can participate in the martial arts conference.

In fact, this so-called fairness is not fair at all. How can a disciple of a small gang defeat the elites selected from various sects?

If there are so many powerful characters in a sect, how could they be just a small sect?

However, this has given some newly emerging small sects opportunities, but the opportunities are still minimal. Over the years, no small gang can do it, only this time Zhaixing Tower.

This time, there were actually several masters in Zhaixing Tower. Although they could not defeat all the five men of Hengmen, they almost passed the test with three wins and two losses, becoming the first small sect to be lucky enough to participate in the martial arts conference in recent years.

Duanmu Ran shook his head and said, "I'm not sure if there is anyone behind it, but I can be sure that there is no one in the Iron Cavalry Regiment."

Chu Jiangnan nodded, and his long fingers were still tapping on the cup lid. After a while, he looked at Dong Dali and said, "How many new brothers are there in the villa this month?"

"There are more than 5,000 people who have been recruited, and 1,575 people who have stayed." As he met his gaze, Dong Dali said: "The people who came to apply for the recruitment in the past two months have not achieved quality and have poor qualifications, so most of them have not stayed."

Chu Jiangnan pondered for a moment, then looked at Ji Wushuang and Tang Sui again and asked, "What are the arrangements for your staff?"

"The brothers in Wangyue City are sufficiently in staff, but there is a little shortage of Liuzhou and Xuancheng, and it needs about 300 people." Ji Wushuang replied.

Tang Sui also said: "This season, more than 100 injured brothers, nine dismissed, and twelve resigned voluntarily..."

Qiqi was still looking at the account book carefully, occasionally listening to how they arranged the new brothers. After the last Duanmuqiong reported the number of people she needed, Dong Dali took the book and recorded it carefully, she suddenly said.

"Senior brother, there seems to be some problems with the book."

As soon as Qiqi said this, everyone's eyes fell on the account book in her hands.

She was holding last month's general ledger, and five thin books were combined into a thick one, which was the final record of all branches of the villa!

Everyone didn't know if they didn't look at it. They were really shocked when they saw it. The owner of the manor actually handed over such an important general account to her. You know, the five of them just handed over their own part of the accounts. They didn't know the accounts of others and had never seen them. Only the owner of the manor could see this general account.

But now, the owner of the manor asked Miss Mu to see...

This doesn't matter. The most important thing is that Miss Mu actually said there was something wrong with the book.

If there is a problem on the books, it is not just a matter of one person. The five people, including Tang Sui, all raised their ears, and no one knows which part of the problem was.
Chapter completed!