"Know him?" Xuanyuan Moze knew from her expression that the old man must be someone she knew, and he estimated that they must have some kind of connection.
"Yes." Feng Jiu responded and said to Leng Hua, "Carry the person to the backyard."
"Yes." Leng Hua responded, turned around and quickly went downstairs.
"I'll go down and take a look. You sit here first!" She said to Xuanyuan Moze, then followed him downstairs and went to the backyard.
At this time, on the first floor, the atmosphere became a little weird because of the vice president's words. The people around stopped whispering and looked at them, wondering how Tiandan Building would deal with this matter
It seems that the vice president of the Alchemy Guild will not let this matter go so easily. Even if the people of Tiandan Tower do not treat the old man, it will also damage the reputation of Tiandan Tower if the old man dies in Tiandan Tower. After all, today is their first day of opening. If someone dies on the opening day, it will be unlucky.
"The master has ordered that the person be sent to the backyard." Leng Hua's voice came from behind. Everyone made way and saw two men step forward and prepare to lift the person up.
However, the vice president who saw this scene shouted again: "Wait a minute!"
Leng Hua frowned slightly, and Du Fan's face turned cold. However, this time, before they could speak, a voice came over.
"The vice president repeatedly stopped me. What? Do you have the ability to treat me?"
A cold voice came from nowhere and echoed in the Tiandan Building. Whether on the first or second floor, everyone could hear the voice clearly.
When the vice president heard the voice, he was delighted and asked immediately, "Are you the owner of Tiandan Tower?" He finally forced him out! However, why did this voice sound like a woman
"The life of the old man in front of the vice president is hanging by a thread, and you still have the mind to ask who I am and delay time. This mentality is really shameful. Your behavior is really inconsistent with your title as the vice president of the Alchemy Guild."
While Feng Jiu was talking, Leng Hua had already ordered people to carry the old man to the backyard. Seeing the man being carried away, the vice president, who was mocked again, blushed and shouted angrily, "Humph! You little girl, how presumptuous! I think you are not worthy of seeing people, otherwise why are you hiding and not daring to see me... Hmm!"
Before he could finish his words, he felt a sudden powerful pressure coming down on him, forcing him to bend over and kneel down involuntarily. At the same time, he groaned, and the blood in his body surged. A mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat and overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, he was terrified, his face turned pale, and his body was shaking. A sense of fear that surged from the depths of his heart suddenly enveloped him, making him unable to utter a word. He was only filled with extreme fear, as if his heart blood vessels would burst in the next moment, and he would die immediately as long as the other party had the slightest thought.
"How can my woman be taught a lesson by an ant like you? You really don't know how to live or die!"
Xuanyuan Moze's voice came from the attic. Even though he didn't come down, the powerful pressure was all on the vice president, like a mountain pressing down on his head, making his face pale and unable to utter a word.