C19 (1/2)

”Smelly bitch, how dare you splash boiling water on me!”

Zhang Qian cursed as he bared his teeth. As he spoke, he waved his hand to have his lackeys gather around him, preparing to beat Luo Lingwei up.

At this moment, Zhao Wei, along with a few kitchen attendants, rushed out with a machete and axe in hand.

The few of them were brave warriors that Ye Lianhe had picked out to protect Luo Lingwei. They moved in and out of harm's way, immediately scaring the few of them. Even Zhang Qian, who was covering his wounds and grimacing in pain, forgot about the pain.

After a while, Zhang Qian came to his senses. As the head steward of the Minister of Revenue, other than the gambling houses that were secretly invested by the big figures, no one else in the market dared to humiliate him like this.

He grabbed a ”dog beating stick” from the beggar beside him.

Just as he was about to hit Luo Lingwei, Luo Lingwei was so frightened that she closed her eyes and heard a ”bang” sound.

With a dull thud, the stick that was supposed to hit him was grabbed by Zhao Wei, while Zhang Qian was sent flying with a single punch.

The others who saw their leader lying on the ground after being beaten up immediately understood the situation and scattered in all directions.

”Come on, invite this guest in.”

With a loud shout from Zhao Wei, a few cooks ran to the back of the restaurant and brought Zhang Qian to the backyard of the restaurant.

”It seems like this Zhang Qian has really kicked an iron board this time.”

At this moment, the onlookers simultaneously thought of these words.

After the farce ended, the restaurant returned to its previous bustling state. Everyone was wolfing down the world's unique delicacy.

”Bastard! I am Zhang Qian, the butler of the Minister of Revenue, Lord Marquis. Those who know better better better quickly let me go. Otherwise, I will make everyone in this shop perish!”

Zhang Qian had been tied up, but he was still stubborn.

He knew in his heart that with his status as the butler of the Shang Shu Manor, no one would dare to touch him.

”Oh? So it's Manager Zhang, I apologize for my disrespect. ”

Zhao Wei looked at Zhang Qian and smiled playfully.

At this time, Luo Lingwei also comforted the people in the front hall and went to the backyard.

”What happened to this hooligan?”

Although Luo Lingwei had been quite frightened earlier, she was someone who had seen great storms back then, so she quickly recovered her composure.

This surprised Zhao Wei. This calmness didn't seem like it came from a sixteen or seventeen year old girl.

”Reporting to the shopkeeper, this person claims to be the butler of the residence of the Minister of Revenue, Lord Marquis.”

Zhao Wei turned towards Luo Lingwei and said with a fawning smile.