Chapter 47： Royal Invitation (2/2)

”You are Zhuo butler, my host invites you to go to the house with Miss Luo!”

When he saw Zhuo Fan, the man stood up and clenched his fists, but there was a look of pride on his face, and the disdainful light in his eyes made no secret. And I do n’t know if it ’s intentional or not. The gold medal from Yuci always dangles around his waist, as if to fear that others do n’t know that he is a royal guard.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan sneered under his heart: ”Pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of Lao Tzu, you're still younger. When Lao Tzu pretended to be forced, you were not born in your mother's belly.”

Without looking at the man, Zhuofan sat on the seat with a golden knife, tilted a Erlang leg, and ignored him.

The man's face changed, and there was anger in his eyes.

”That fat man's injury is all right.” Suddenly, Zhuo Fanyou quietly said.

That man couldn't help being stupid, fat?

Then suddenly realized that the fat man in Zhuo Fan's mouth was his master. But in this world, there are absolutely no more than ten people who dare to call his family fat.

So, this person's relationship with the owner ...

For a moment, the man was stunned and no longer proud in his eyes, but instead respectfully said: ”My master went back yesterday and did not mention any injuries.”

”is it?”

Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man diagonally, then laughed out loud: ”Hahaha ... That must be the fat man's good face, not to mention. Laozi beat him over thirty punches yesterday and kicked him ten times A few feet, can he be okay? ”

”Did you say that right? That kid was just pretending to not want you guys to laugh at him, hahaha ...” Zhuo Fan raised an eyebrow at the man with a chuckle.

The man's mouth twitched fiercely, and he didn't know how to answer. It was embarrassing.

”By the way, is the old man Fang Qiubai still angry after going back yesterday?” At this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly looked at him carefully and whispered.

The man shook his head slightly for a moment.

He has now completely believed Zhuo Fan's words. Fang Qiubai came back with their master yesterday, and they realized that Fang Qiubai had also come here. But Zhuo Fan even knew it, which shows that he is really close to his master.

Thinking of this, the man hurriedly put the gold medal back into his pants. This kind of thing scares others into success, but don't take it out in front of this man.

”Hoo, great!”

Seeing the man shaking his head, Zhuo Fan pretended to breathe out, fortunately, ”You don't know, yesterday the old man had to accept me as a disciple, if I were not loyal, I would rather die than I would have been The old man was taken away. I was originally afraid that he would be angry, and would come to haunt me again. After listening to your words, I am relieved that the old man seems to have understood my hardship. ”

”What, Fang Qiubai wants to accept you as a disciple?”

Hearing this news, the man couldn't help but panic, and fell to the ground with a soft foot.

God, who is this man in front of? Not only the master's friend, the master was beaten by him without saying a word, even the jade flute **** Fang Qiubai who had to politely make three points when the emperor saw him wanted to accept him as a disciple?

Zhuo Fan saw him look startled and sneered again and again, but the surface was still strangely said: ”Hey, what's wrong with you, how did you fall to the ground suddenly?”

”I help you get up!” Zhuo Fan said so on his mouth, but his body didn't move at all.

The man was clever and quickly got up from the ground and waved his hands again and again: ”No, Zhuo butler, how dare you dare to be your big gift, you are a small one.”

”Humph, the nature of a minion!” Zhuo Fan sneered, snorting coldly, ”What a gift can you give me?”

”This must be the emperor's messenger?”

At this time, Luo Yunshang came out after dressing up, bright and moving, not a clumsy gift, a little salute to the man. When the man saw him, he hurried to the ground and slammed his head, crying, ”You're punishing the villain, don't do this. If the master knows that I am rude to his friend, he will definitely punish the small.”

Luo Yunshang froze, looking at Zhuofan for unknown reasons. Zhuo Fan shrugged slightly, unclear.

Commander Pang, who followed, was instantly dumbfounded.

You weren't like this just now, it was like 25,800,000. What else do you say that my young lady couldn't come out when she was so incense, so she chopped all over the door, why are you so polite now?

And it was obviously too polite than just now.

Commander Pang looked at Zhuofan suspiciously, but he saw a mysterious smile.

Soon, Lao Pang knew that all of this was related to the Zhuo butler, and unconsciously extended a thumb.

If you can let the royal guards bow down to our little family, only our steward can do it.

Zhuo Fan waved his hand at will, turned to look at the man, and said seriously: ”What's the fat man looking for us?”

”This ... the small one is not clear, but the small one is instructed to ask the Fenglincheng Cai, Lei and Luo families to go to the house to discuss in detail.” The man said obediently.

Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and seemed to think of something.

Could it be that the secret of Nether Valley against the three families is also related to the royal family ...