"Master Nima, I usually like to be quiet. I don't need to have a banquet, so just find a quiet place." Luo Ning had no intention of trying to compromise with Chen Huigen.

Relying on his seventh-grade cultivation and the popularity of Naqin Mansion, he didn't have to give Chen Huigen face.

"Follow Mr. Luo's wishes, and I will never disobey you."

Chen Huigen was as ferocious as a tiger in front of the serfs, but in front of Luo Ning, he was like a warm and hospitable master.

Chen Huigen led Luo Ning to a monastery and personally escorted Luo Ning inside.

At dusk, he personally delivered eight exquisite landscape treasures.

Accompanying me were two girls of thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Master Luo." Chen Huigen said with a smile, "If Master Luo doesn't give up, I would like to climb up the ladder and make Master Luo my friend."

He pointed at the two girls and said in a very natural tone:

"They are still virgins. Although they are vulgar serf girls, they have been raised in the house for several months. Their complexions have become much brighter and they can be used reluctantly."

"Let them serve Mr. Luo tonight, because I am afraid that their status will be low and they will humiliate Mr. Luo's status."

Luo Ning was a seventh-grade monk at such a young age, and he was handsome and elegant. He looked like a noble prince, which made Chen Huigen think about him and wanted to fawn over him.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ning smiled indifferently, shook his head and said: "That's all, a gentleman doesn't take away what others like, so the owner of Nima Village should keep it for use."

His tone and look were completely uninteresting.

The experienced Chen Huigen immediately saw that...it was not an act.

I really have no interest.

It must be that his vision is too high and he can't look down upon it.

Looking at the little fox girl next to him, she turned out to be a rare and stunning beauty, and you can tell how good Mr. Luo's vision is.

So Chen Huigen did not force himself and changed the topic again:

"Master Luo, tomorrow we will invite the God of Agriculture to perform a play at the Lingpu Garden of our village. I have already ordered that thousands of people will come to watch the play tomorrow. It is really their good fortune."

"According to the rules of the Tubo people, I have prepared a pair of boys and girls to kill and sacrifice to the gods. In this way, it will be more sincere to entertain the gods."

In the past, when Tubo opera performers came to perform, they usually had to perform a blood sacrifice ceremony first.

Luo Ning shook his head and said: "No need. Since I dare to play the role of the God of Agriculture, I will definitely be able to invite the gods to come to me. No blood sacrifice is required."

"This..." Chen Huigen wanted to refute, but swallowed it back, "Then as Master Luo said, everything will depend on Master Luo tomorrow."

"No matter what, I will definitely make a statement and I will never let Mr. Luo worry about it in vain."

He said he was polite on the surface, but in fact he was already slandering in his heart.

At this time, he speculated that Luo Ning was seeking benefits in the name of acting.

Luo Ning took out his dry tobacco bag and took a puff of cigarette. "We will see the outcome tomorrow. Master, please do as you please."

When Chen Huigen left, Luo Ning's face suddenly turned gloomy.

If he can really become a tribal envoy, Chen Huigen must do it!

PS: The monthly recommended ticket is rolling all over the floor! It was originally planned to be released on the 15th, alas... Good night everyone, I am autistic. I support it!
Chapter completed!