C228 (1/2)

This person's voice sounded a little familiar, as if Wen Jiu had heard it somewhere before.

He searched through his memories for a long time, but to no avail.

Since she had nothing else to do, she pricked up her ears and continued listening.

”What's the use of having a pretty face?” Another voice sounded rather honest and dull, and was also very honest. He asked, ”When you were on the battlefield, was it because of your looks that others cut you down less?”

After Wen Jiu heard this, he could not help but turn around to look.

At some point, the two people in the backseat had gotten up and walked to the corner of the stairs. People from the teahouse were coming and going, blocking their line of sight from time to time.

She could only see the two of them, tall, with distinct profile on the side of their faces.

They should be from the Northern Desert.

Ling?

If he did not stay in the Northern Desert to be loyal to the Sovereign, what did he run into the Bafang City for?

The man accompanying Xiao Lingtian had eaten countless Bear-Heart Panthers and dared to make fun of him.

Wrong...

Wen Jiu recalled back and suddenly felt that it was a little familiar. He could not help but mutter to himself, ”It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?”

Bafang City is truly a dangerous place, I don't know when I will meet a great being.

”Boss Wen?”

”Boss Wen …”

A few merchants called her three times and could not help but laugh: ”Who was Boss Wen looking at just now? Even the soul has been taken away. ”

”I can see that the man just now was not bad.

These people couldn't win against her in the business world, so they were not the least bit vague when it came to talking.

Wen Jiu acted as if he did not hear anything, and asked with a smile: ”Where did you say that just now?”

Boss Zhang answered: ”Little Tyrant Xie loves to chop off people's heads like a ball.”

”I heard that those influential people of Great Yan do not dare to go out at night. It's because Little Tyrant Xie can't sleep until it's time to slash someone down. When it's night time and they're not able to swim, they would pick up their sabers and go hack their way out …”

His saliva was flying everywhere as he described Xie Heng as a homicidal maniac, and he was even more excited than the storyteller below.

The surrounding customers all turned to look. This person's speech was even more spirited than Mr. Wang's. Everyone listened with great interest.

As for whether or not he had erased the Little Tyrant Xie, no one would care.

No matter how strong Xie Heng was, he was still only someone who was thousands of kilometers away, not related to them in the slightest.

The tall and thin merchant raised his voice, his words sounding more and more like it was true.

In the end, he even asked Wen Jiu, ”I heard that the Boss Wen is a person from the Great Yan, so they should know a little more than us.

Wen Jiu laughed, then extended his hand to pick up the boiling hot tea and poured it on that person's face.

No one expected that she would suddenly come in such a way. The boiling tea splashed all over as the table of people retreated in panic. For a moment, their complexions didn't look too good.

Boss Zhang quickly came out to smooth things over, ”This tea is too hot, the Boss Wen must have been scalded until their hands slipped, right?”

This was quite far-fetched.

However, no one present could say it out loud.

However, Wen Jiu refused to go down the stairs.

Boss Wen, who could not be more gentle in the eyes of the crowd, slowly stood up, ”If my hand didn't slip, I just wanted to splash you.”

Everyone else: ”…”

Even Boss Zhang, who was doing business with them, could not say anything else. He felt extremely awkward.