"The head of the group is the young master of Yuchi's family, and the gold lord is the monarch's favorite nephew. This backstage...we can't compare." Ye Qingluo chuckled.
"How can it not be compared?" Ni Ruopan took Ye Qingluo's arm, and his soft eyebrows and eyes were also tinged with a hint of narrowness at this time, "Our backstage is Lord Emperor, who can compare to our backstage?"
"..." Well, this girl Ni Ruopan has followed their example and learned how to tease her!
Now that the Predator had taken the initiative to stop, Ye Qingluo and the others would naturally not catch up.
What Yu Chipeng said was right.
Now is the time for them to register as a mercenary group, so no other accidents can happen.
If there is a conflict with Yu Chipeng and the others, it is likely to affect them, and they will not be able to successfully register the mercenary group.
Naturally, the few people had no intention of going shopping at this time, so they returned to the tea house, one of them ordered a cup of tea, and waited for the other brothers to come back.
The feat of the four people in the trading market just now has been spread throughout the trading market by the mouth of the stall owner.
When the owner of the tea house brought a pot of tea, he gave them a few extra glances.
"You little girls, it's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. You don't know the ferocity of the Predator gang."
The owner of the tea house saw these girls, who looked juicy and well-marked, and couldn't help but said a few more words worriedly: "Today they are rushing to register the mercenary regiment, so they will let you go, but wait until they finish registering after… "
The owner of the tea shop paused, and lowered his voice: "They will never let you go, you have to be careful in everything!"
"Thank you for reminding me." Ye Qingluo could see that the owner of the tea house was worried about her, and curled his lips.
The owner of the tea house glanced at them, shook his head, sighed, and went to other tables.
"What happened?" Long Yunzhan, who was sitting opposite and drinking tea in silence, suddenly spoke.
Those blue eyes stared straight at Ye Qingluo's face.
"Small matter." Ye Qingluo waved his hand disapprovingly.
"A small matter?" Long Yunzhan frowned slightly, and put the teacup heavily on the table, "Surrounded by more than 20 people, each of them has a weapon in their hands, is this a small matter?"
"Didn't you drink tea here all the time? How did you know that I was surrounded by more than 20 people?"
"I heard." Long Yunzhan's eyes wandered, he looked away unnaturally, and settled on the man beside Ye Qingluo, who was drinking tea elegantly, "I also heard that after you were surrounded by more than 20 people During the siege, Lord Emperor Zun pushed you among those people, and stood in the crowd, nothing to do with yourself."
When he said the last few words, he was obviously a little annoyed, he gritted his teeth and spit out every single word.
Ye Qingluo was startled, and it took him a while to realize: "You misunderstood, Ah Xuan..."
Before she finished speaking, her waist tightened, and the man beside her had already embraced her in his arms.
The man's black hair poured down on her like a cloud of smoke.
On the shoulder, there was the touch of the man's chin.
"Speaking of which, as the squad leader, didn't you also choose to stand by and watch when Xiao Luo'er was surrounded?" The man's low voice, like a ghost, rang in his ears.
Long Yunzhan's face darkened, and the hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened: "This is different."
"It's really different." Di Moxuan nodded approvingly, and glanced casually at Long Yunzhan from the corner of his eye, "I'm Xiao Luo'er's future husband, you... really can't be compared with me."
"You!" The impetuous anger in Long Yunzhan's heart welled up again.
He has always been in a low mood and can deal with everything calmly.
But at this time, after seeing Di Moxuan's provocation, he couldn't suppress the riot in his heart.