Blocked by the Servants
After the meal, Jiang Ming and the rest came to the door of Master Murong's mansion. There were two servants in plain clothes in front of Master Murong's mansion.
When he saw Jiang Ming and the others, one of the servants said disdainfully, "Where are you commoners from? If there's nothing else, hurry up and leave! Don't delay us, Master Murong has no time to meet you commoners!"
Jiang Ming grinned and said somewhat exasperatedly, "We are guests invited by Master Murong."
The other servant glanced at Jiang Ming's attire and chased them away. "Stop talking nonsense. With your looks, how can you be the guests of Master Murong? I think you are here to embarrass Master Murong. It is because of you people that so many beggars come to look for Master Murong."
"Are you calling us beggars?"
Madman Junior was so angry that he laughed.
Zhu Asi was even more dumbfounded. "I'm the top prodigy of the Zhuyan Palace, yet you call me a beggar? Do you want my father to come over and give you a piece of his mind? When my father finds you, you're all going to start praying for your lives."
The two servants laughed out loud. "Everyone knows how to talk big, including us. You should go back home and cry to your mother."
His words completely angered Zhu Asi. He stepped forward and slapped him using his mana.
The servant's face was buzzing from the slap, and he was trembling.
The servant immediately realized that he was not in the right. However, he was already beaten badly, and he felt indignant about it. He immediately straightened his back and said, "I am the subordinate of Master Murong. Even if you are the top prodigy of the Zhuyan Palace, you still have to be polite to me when you see me."
Hearing this, Zhu Asi was flabbergasted. He wanted badly to slap the servant with his other hand, and he laughed sinisterly. "I think you've gotten brain damage from my slap. Why don't I give you another slap?"
The servant's face was already red and swollen from the slap. It was obvious that it was swollen beyond recognition.
Seeing that Zhu Asi was about to slap him again, the servant took a step back in panic and threatened him, "Don't you dare touch me. If you do, Master Murong will help me. He cares about his servants the most."
"I don't care what you do."
Zhu Asi rolled his eyes.
He was indeed a little afraid of Master Murong, but it was not up to Murong's servants to humiliate him.
Given his status, would Master Murong turn against him because of a servant?
However, now that Master Murong had the intention to attack Ning Caichen, they could be considered enemies.
Seeing Zhu Asi rolling his eyes, the servant became angry. He was flabbergasted as he said to Zhu Asi, "What kind of attitude is this? You claim to be the top prodigy of the Zhuyan Palace, but I don't think you're anything special. How can the top prodigy have such an awful attitude?"
Zhu Asi was instantly enraged. He wanted to go forward and hit the servant, but Jiang Ming stopped him and said, "We just want to see Master Murong. Go in and tell him. Why are you arguing with us outside?"
The servant acted shamelessly. "I won't report it. What can you do to me? Master Murong is busy. I've already said that he doesn't have the time to see you."
The other servant also followed up, "As expected, the poorer a person is, the more arrogant and despotic he becomes. It makes me feel disgusted. Hurry up and leave. Don't sully our eyes here!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ming could not help but glance at Zhu Asi.
Zhu Asi understood what Jiang Ming meant. He went forward and slapped the other servant, then slapped the servant whose face was already swollen.
This time, the faces of the two servants were extremely swollen. They looked like pigs.
The two servants were able to endure the pain and did not shout out, but it seemed that they were at their limit.
One of the servants could not accept it at all. He went forward like Zhu Asi and wanted to slap Zhu Asi, but Jiang Ming grabbed his arm.
He gripped his arm tightly and turned it around. The bones and tendons inside snapped. The servant immediately began to howl in pain. This sound completely alarmed the people in the residence.
Immediately, a group of servants came out of the manor with sticks in their hands. Looking at the wailing servant, they immediately became vigilant and asked, "Who's breaking in?"
Madman Senior frowned when he heard them say that.
Why were the people here so afraid that some people would break in? They sounded like they would be in trouble if anyone broke in.
Jiang Ming was amused by this group of people. He looked at the people in front of him and asked curiously, "Why are there so many of you here? We are only here to visit Master Murong."
The servant became alert. "What are your names? Tell me everything. Otherwise, I won't let you see Master Murong."
Jiang Ming was dumbfounded.
Seeing how troublesome Master Murong was, he was annoyed. The man had even personally written a letter of challenge to them.
"This is Lord Ning Caichen. You can go in and report that to Master Murong," Madman Senior said leisurely.
The princess was already tired from standing. She kept fanning herself.
The weather was still a little hot, and she felt that her entire body was about to explode.
Feng Yunche also did not want to say anything. He hated this kind of hot weather the most.
The servant shook his head and said, "Our master doesn't know any Ning Caichen. You should go back. Don't disturb Master Murong's rest."
Jiang Ming was flabbergasted.
They had been waiting here for a long time, yet this servant still wanted to chase them away.
Thinking of this, he made a decision. He looked at everyone and led them into the mansion.
The servants in the mansion immediately panicked and quickly retreated. They held their sticks tightly in their hands. Obviously, they did not dare to move forward to touch Jiang Ming and the others. They only held their sticks tightly.
Jiang Ming found it funny.
These people were really good at bluffing. They were threatening them earlier. But now, they were terrified.
Feng Yunche moved closer to these people and sneered, "Didn't you want to beat us up just now? Why are you suddenly afraid of us now?"
The servants took a step back, and Feng Yunche's smile grew wider.
This group of people should be punished.
At this moment, Master Murong's voice rang out from behind. "What are you all doing? Don't block the guests, hurry back!"
Hearing Master Murong's voice, the servants retreated.
