At this moment, both Ran Xiaoyu and Ye Zheng showed a little bit of panic.
After all, not everyone can face such a situation surrounded by swords and be calm, and they also know very well that it is almost impossible to rush out of such a room.
Apart from-
Zhu Feng.
He sat there peacefully, holding a wine glass in his hand, and the tense atmosphere around him seemed to mean nothing to him.
Seeing him like this, Jie Shi, who was already "sure of winning", was also a little puzzled.
This person is too calm to change!
Jie Shi laughed again and said, "How about it, Young Master Huang."
"..."
"Is this order, I will give it for you, or you will give it yourself?"
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "I'm still thinking about it."
"Still thinking about it?" Jie Shi sneered: "Aren't you afraid that if you continue to think about it, you will lose your life?"
As he spoke, the big men around him pressed forward step by step with their swords in hand.
Only this time, because they saw Ran Xiaoyu's skill and knew that they were difficult to deal with, these people became more cautious, and their eyes became more ferocious.
Zhu Feng said calmly, "I didn't think about it."
"Oh? Then what are you thinking about?"
"The next consideration is that although the corpse was sent to Peiping, I haven't written clearly what happened."
"..."
"Because, I plan to leave after the banquet tonight, and explain it myself."
"..."
"However, if I die here—I'm afraid that the people of Prince Yan's Mansion will investigate this matter."
"...!"
Yan Wang Mansion!
As soon as these three words were uttered, the whole lobby seemed to sink.
Everyone held their breath at this moment and stopped talking.
Jie Shi and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and after a long time, he said slowly: "What did you say? Yan Wang Mansion...?"
"..."
"That's right, that one—the King of Yan?"
Zhu Feng smiled lightly and said, "It seems that there was only one Yan King in my Great Yan Kingdom."
If just now, Zhu Feng said that they took away the corpse to report to the officials, Xie Shi was a little surprised; Ran Xiaoyu's skill surprised them; then this time, he seemed to be frightened by the "King of Yan".
A cold sweat broke out.
He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his forehead, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him.
"You, you transported the body to Yan Wang's mansion?"
"That's right," Zhu Feng said with a smile, "Because people are considered to be killed by subordinates. If they are sent directly to the government, it is inevitable that subordinates will also be implicated."
"..."
"The Prince Yan's Mansion has always been in contact with our family."
"..."
"As long as they mediate, then this matter can be judged as robbery, and I will kill the thief and make meritorious service."
"..."
"However, if I die..."
Zhu Feng raised his eyes, with a little light in his eyes, and looked at Xie Shi, who was covered in cold sweat: "The people in the Yan Palace will definitely investigate this matter and find out."
"..."
"At that time, what will Boss Xie be implicated in? I can't control it."
"..."
After he finished speaking, he leisurely poured a glass of wine and drank it slowly.
Compared with his leisure, Xie Shi sitting on it had an ashen-colored face, and cold sweat dripped down drop by drop.
Obviously, the existence of "King Yan" frightened him a lot.
And Nan Yan and Ye Zheng were also a little nervous.
Jieshi him, what will happen
Is it a fight to the death, or—