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Chapter 389 Ming Che!

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor of Lingyun Pavilion, Lin Ruoer looked around at the several figures surrounding her, with a frosty face and an indifferent expression.

"On the way here, I heard that a beauty has recently become famous in your Cangyun Empire."

"The daughter of the Lin family has only been nineteen years old, and she has become as graceful and beautiful as a fairy. Moreover, her talent in martial arts is astonishing, and she has risen to three realms in just three months."

"When I saw her today, she truly lived up to her reputation. She is extremely beautiful and has an extraordinary bearing!"

Among the crowd, a figure with his back to the stairs, wearing different clothes from Cangyun, was holding his hands behind his back, smiling at Lin Ruo'er: "Miss Lin, it's fate that you and I can get together here; I don't know, can we get together here?"

Would you like to have a few drinks with me?"

Hearing this, Lin Ruoer's slender face frowned.

"Who do you think you are, you deserve to have my maid drink with you?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the second floor and instantly echoed through the hall.

The young man standing with his hands behind his hands suddenly turned pale and gloomy, turned around and looked up the stairs.

I saw three figures appearing at the stairs at the same time.

The first one, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old in white clothes, was looking down at the hall with an indifferent expression, and his eyes met.

It’s Ye Wushuang!

"presumptuous!"

Beside the young man, a man dressed as a guard snorted and cursed angrily: "Where did you come from? You really don't understand the rules. Are you allowed to meddle in the affairs of my prince?"

"If you want to be a hero and save a beauty, you must also weigh your own weight!"

Before he finished speaking, the guard couldn't help but rushed out, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed Ye Wushuang fiercely.

"You dare!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dajun and Cao Bo from behind took action at the same time to greet him.

Bang...

An ear-splitting collision sounded in mid-air.

The menacing guard was immediately shocked and staggered back, his brows furrowed.

On the other hand, Zhang Dajun and Cao Bo fell into the hall and stood firmly.

Both of them have Tian Chong Realm cultivation. Facing this guard with Tian Chong Realm strength, they will naturally have the upper hand due to their large numbers!

"I'm looking down on you. Both followers have the strength of Tianchong Realm. It seems that your status is extraordinary!"

The young man stretched out his hand to stop the guard who was about to rush out, raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile, and said: "I am the eleventh prince of the Beiming Empire, Ming Che, what do you call me?"

"I don't care whether you are the prince of the Southern Ming or the Northern Ming. If you dare to harass my maid again, I will send you to the underworld!"

Ye Wushuang talked nonsense, paced downstairs, waved directly to Lin Ruo'er, and said with a smile: "Ruo'er, come here!"

Lin Ruoer suddenly smiled brightly on her frosty face and walked up to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang didn't say much and turned around: "After we have had enough wine and food, it's time for us to leave!"

"yes!"

"You want to leave just like that?"

At this moment, the guard beside Prince Mingche snorted coldly and waved his right hand.

Swish...

A group of cross-dressed guards around them instantly blocked the door and directly surrounded Ye Wushuang and others.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the second floor again.

Immediately afterwards, several figures with a sharp aura came downstairs.

"Fifth Young Master!"

"Fifth Young Master!"

Seeing Yaojiaxuan, the Lingyun Pavilion guards who were standing aside hesitantly breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy.

Ye Wushuang and others are all distinguished guests of Babao Pavilion, so they are not someone they can offend; and Ming Che and his group are obviously not good people, and they cannot afford to offend them either.

Now these two groups are at war with each other in the hall. If there is a big fight, they really don't know who to help.

What's more, both parties are Tianchong realm warriors, so even if they want to help, they may not be able to help!

"It's just a small thing."

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly at this moment, waved his hand and said: "They are just a few outsiders who are interested in my maidservant!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Yao Jiaxuan suddenly raised his head, with a sullen look on his face, and said in a high voice: "Who is so bold that he even dares to care about Master Ye's maid?"

"I!"

Ming Che raised his eyebrows, looked at Yao Jiaxuan curiously, and snorted coldly.

"you?"

Yao Jiaxuan seemed to have just seen Ming Che at this moment. He glanced at Ming Che with disdain and hummed: "Who are you? You are dressed in strange clothes. I am afraid you are from the Yi tribe. Lingyun Pavilion is not a place where you can run wild!"

"

"This young master is the young master of Lingyun Pavilion, right?"

Without waiting for Ming Che's answer, the guard spoke first and said with an arrogant expression: "I might as well tell you that my young master is Ming Che, the eleventh prince of the Beiming Empire. This time he is here to visit you, Cangyun, on behalf of our Beiming Empire.

Those from the empire can at least enjoy state gifts!"

"Today, my prince is able to take a liking to your Lingyun Pavilion and move in, which is a great honor for you!"

"A great deal of face?"

Hearing this, Yao Jiaxuan suddenly laughed and said disdainfully: "I don't need it in Lingyun Pavilion! If you know the truth, get out of here immediately!"

"We at Lingyun Pavilion do not welcome people who Master Ye doesn't like!"

"What did you say?"

As soon as these words came out, Ming Che and others suddenly frowned and looked ugly.

The kid in front of me is simply arrogant and doesn't take their Beiming Empire seriously at all!

"Boy, I am an envoy of the Beiming Empire and a distinguished guest of your Cangyun Empire. Now that I can live in your Lingyun Pavilion, I am giving you face. Don't be shameless!"

"Bah..."

Yao Jiaxuan spat without politeness and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's just a small barbarian country. Do you really think you are so great?"

"Don't say it's you, even if your master, Emperor Beiming, comes in person, I, Lingyun Pavilion, don't care, let alone take it lightly!"

"I'll say it again, Lingyun Pavilion does not welcome people who Master Ye doesn't like. If you know the truth, get out of here; otherwise, I guarantee you will never come back!"

Before he finished speaking, Yao Jiaxuan's face darkened.

Miso miso miso...

Within Lingyun Pavilion, thousands of guards suddenly poured out; all of them glared angrily with murderous intent.

Previously, they had learned that this group of people were envoys from neighboring countries, so they did not dare to offend them; but now that Fifth Young Master Yao Jiaxuan has spoken, they will naturally not be polite.

"you..."

"Let's go!"

The guard of the Beiming Empire still wanted to argue, but was directly interrupted by Ming Che, who said calmly: "They are not the only restaurant in Cangyun City; as far as I know, the patio building is no worse than this one!"

After the words fell, Ming Che waved his hand and led everyone to leave.

Although he is arrogant, he is not arrogant; obviously, these people in Lingyun Pavilion are all in the same group, and the other party has a large number of people, while he is weak, so it will not be good for him to continue to entangle them.

For now, it’s best to stay away for now!

"Feel sorry!"

At this moment, Lin Ruo'er suddenly raised her head and said with a cold face: "The Tianjing Building is the property of my Lin family, and you are not welcome. I advise you not to go to this place in vain!"

As soon as he said these words, Ming Che, who had just walked to the door, stumbled and almost fell.

These guys, just because they were locals, actually kicked the people from their Northern Ming Empire around like rubber balls.

Simply, abominable!

When did he, Ming Che, the dignified eleventh prince of the Beiming Empire, suffer such humiliation?


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