Chapter 44: The King of Wind Wolf (1)

The wind at the end of the autumn evening brings a slight coolness, but this did not affect the elegance of others. The wind Qinghan was drinking in the garden and admiring the dances of the dancers. The dance music was [Neon Dance], and the dancers danced with the music. ...

Standing in Feng Yan, whose body injury is no longer a serious problem, I looked at the dance music and then at Feng Qinghan. These days, Feng Qinghan has been watching this dance. There are already many dancers for this dance. Death, what is he thinking? Feng Yan didn’t understand, and turned his gaze back to the dancers who were dancing in front of him. These dancers’ dance skills were very good. It’s no wonder that they were all deleted and selected, but how many of them are there. Can't survive today?

At the end of the dance music, a servant in the village led a seemingly unfamiliar man to bypass the dancers and came to the pavilion where Feng Qinghan was. Feng Yan had already seen them, but at the moment Feng Qinghan was enjoying the song and dance. , Even he didn't dare to be disturbed, let alone the attendants, the people brought by the attendants were the same, and when he came to Feng Qinghan, he could only silently watch the dancers' performance.

  After one dance, all the dancers face Feng Qinghan and salute, waiting for Feng Qinghan’s response...

   "Master?"

The dance of the dancers has ended, but Feng Qinghan did not respond for a long time. Feng Yan looked at Feng Qinghan with some curiosity. Feng Qinghan lightly pressed his chin with a folding fan, and was looking directly at the group of people in front of him with a bland expression. The dancers he saluted...

   "It looks like it still can't compare to—"

  Feng Qinghan faintly spoke. The dancers who were some distance away from him heard what he said, but Feng Yan already knew the result.

   "How does the young man plan to deal with them?"

   "Well, after all, I still can't achieve her level, you can figure it out!"

   "Yes! Uh—"

  After receiving the order, Thick Fengyan immediately cast a glance at the surrounding attendants. The attendants immediately took all the dancers, including the musicians, with a reaction. When they watched them leave...

   "Fengyan, how did that matter go?"

   "Yes, I have already visited in person, and the other party declined because of the inconvenience of being temporarily ill."

   "Work hard?"

   After hearing Feng Yan's words, the corners of Feng Qinghan's mouth rose.

   "What else did he say?"

   "He said that if the master is willing to wait, he will naturally see it."

"Humph--"

Feng Qinghan hummed softly, raised his hand to hold the wine glass, the wine glass was empty, and immediately picked up the wine jug to pour the wine when Feng Yan saw it. After it was filled, Feng Qinghan drank it all, and the man who had just been brought by the attendant was next to him. Looking at Feng Qinghan in surprise, from the conversation with Feng Yan just now, being rejected by Feng Qinghan shouldn't accept it, but at this time Feng Qinghan didn't show any unpleasant expression on his face, even if he wanted something. There will be no wavering, but at this time, let alone no strange look, his eyes are smiling, and he has not expressed any hostility to it.

   "Why? Since you haven't seen it for so long, have you even forgotten the rules?"

  Feng Qinghan watched Feng Yan pouring into the wine glass, and said casually. It was obvious that his words were targeted.

Hearing Feng Qinghan’s words, the man who was still thinking on the side immediately came back to his senses. He landed on one knee towards Feng Qinghan and saluted him: "The subordinate Feng Yao knocked on the son. Just saw that the son did not dare to disturb him while enjoying the dance. If there is any negligence, I hope the son will atone for it.

  Feng Yao is one of Feng Qinghan's five major guardians, ranking fifth, not only a guardian, but also with extraordinary skill.

Feng Qinghan took away the hand holding the wine glass, turned to face Feng Yao, and stared at him with a condescending aura and cold eyes. When he saw Feng Qinghan's cold eyes, Feng Yao subconsciously pressed him down. Next, I feel uneasy...

"First of all, it’s hard work, but it’s really surprising to me. It must take ten days at the earliest to get here from Zhao Guo. The rains have been constant a few days ago. I thought you would arrive at the earliest tomorrow night. I should be commended for being able to be there in less than ten days."

  It sounds like a compliment, but the cold tone can't find the slightest feeling.

"Thanks to the praise of the son, he was summoned by the son. How dare Feng Yao be negligent. From the moment he received the order, his subordinates rushed in non-stop, even if he was interrupted by the heavy rain in the middle, in order to respond to the son's call as soon as possible, Feng Yao He did not hesitate to rush all night in the rain, but fortunately Feng Yao was blessed by the heavens to delay the time to come to see the son."

   "Feng Yao is interested, but you are one of the five inability, so you shouldn't have to live in the small section like this. You have to travel a long distance and you must not rest, okay? Why do you bow to me like other people?"

   Words without temperature and no emotions pierced everyone's heart, so oppressive, how could Feng Yao not feel it? He was aware of it from when Feng Qinghan first spoke to him...

  "Feng Yao knew that he was guilty, so he pleaded guilty to the son here."

   "What is your crime?"

  Is he really unaware or tentative? Feng Yao decisively knew that it was the latter. How could Feng Qinghan not know? Feng Yao never dreamed of this problem, otherwise Feng Qinghan would not have summoned him suddenly.

  "My son, please condemn!"

  Feng Yao pressed his forehead against the ground, it seemed that the situation was extraordinary, and being able to bow down so humbly must have been a major cause.

   "You say you are guilty, but I don't know what you are guilty of. How do you want me to condemn you?"

  The more Feng Qinghan said so, the more Feng Yao felt his back chill.

  "The subordinates are unfavorable to Zhao Guo, and they are ashamed of the son, and the subordinates are willing to be punished!"

   "Doing things is not good? What does Feng Yao refer to?"

  Feng Qinghan can speak this way, and Feng Yan by his side already knows that he is deliberately testing Feng Yao.