Lu Ming was very calm about the other party's very professional sincerity and apology, and never cared about whether the other party was really sincere. After all, what they feared was only the strength of the Destruction Sword Master.
"It doesn't matter where you live. It's not bad here, let's just stay here." Lu Ming said lightly, showing no interest at all in the other courtyard they mentioned.
It seems that he is really used to being poor! He can't sleep even if he lives in a good place, right? The receptionist and administrator felt a hint of contempt in their hearts.
"Well, I listen to you, just live here." A smile appeared on the face of the Sword Master of Destruction. This child's mood is really not in a good mood. Even I couldn't control my temper just now.
However, everyone also knew that as a high-end figure like the Destruction Sword Master, naturally there was no need to control his temper, and few people dared to say anything. It was just that he was usually easy-going. The old sword master smiled bitterly in his heart. If he said to me
After being promoted to the realm of sword kings, will these people still be like this?
When the administrator and the receptionist saw the kind smile on the face of the Sword Master of Destruction, they all murmured in their hearts, "The Sword Master of Destruction actually acted on this kid's will. He couldn't be his illegitimate son, right? Otherwise, a little kid
The young swordsman came to participate in the trial, why did he come in person? And he asked the master of the Star Sword Academy to follow him. This has never happened before! Now it seems that it must be the case!"
"Why don't you quickly thank Master Juggernaut for your generosity?" The manager looked at the receptionist and said in a slightly lower voice.
"Thank you, Master Sword Master. I will order someone to clean this place right now." The receptionist quickly got up and trotted away. He scolded Lu Ming a thousand times in his heart. Damn it! He came with Master Sword Master and said directly.
Well! What are you pretending to be? I almost got kicked to death!
Not long after, the receptionist brought several carriages of new household items, including new beds and new coffee tables. The nearby swordsmen were secretly observing and discussing secretly, regarding the Destruction Sword.
When Saint Neng came here, he felt strange. The more he looked at Lu Ming and the Sword Master of Destruction, the more similar they felt.
"Could it be the son or grandson of the Sword Master of Destruction who came to participate in the trial?" One swordsman guessed, and the others immediately expressed their deepest sympathy.
The room was quickly cleaned. The Sword Master of Destruction saw that the decoration here was quite comfortable, so he waved these people away. Everyone didn't have any luggage, so they simply assigned rooms and settled in. And everyone knew that,
If the Juggernaut of Destruction really wants to cause trouble, the arrogant receptionist will die a few times.
Obviously, even the receptionist himself knew this. When he saw that the Sword Master of Destruction had stayed so lightly, he felt even more unsure, and always felt that he should do something more to make him more satisfied.
The receptionist stood in the courtyard and looked at the rows of rooms in front of him. However, even if his eyes were not picky, these houses were in terrible dilapidation. The sword hall organization treated the participating swordsmen equally and did not
I specifically requested the accommodation,
Therefore, this place became the residence for the staff to treat those poor and stingy swordsmen who refused to pay tribute to themselves. Among the swordsmen who saw such dilapidation and could live here, which one would be rich and powerful?
What about people? Of course, the Sword Master of Destruction is a typical exception.
But, what should I do?
Purity! The receptionist's mind jumped, and a flash of light flashed like lightning: "That's right! Strong men like the Destruction Sword Master like purity the most. Now there are so many people here like a large courtyard, let alone the Sword Master.
, even looking at it makes me uncomfortable."
"Follow me." The receptionist waved his hand. It turned out that he found the five men responsible for carrying household items, and they immediately followed him into the corridor.
Seeing all the Sword Masters standing in the corridor, looking at the Destruction Sword Master's room with the door open as if the smell in the room had not been cleared away with great admiration, the receptionist immediately cleared his throat and spoke as loudly as possible.
With low dignity, he said: "I am responsible for arranging accommodation and issuing orders
Liu Wantang, a staff member ordered by the Jiantang organization. Now I ask you to leave here immediately. As for whether you go to find the staff responsible for receiving you and ask him to rearrange your residence, it has nothing to do with me. My request is that you clean up immediately.
Baggage out of here."
Hearing the receptionist's words and tone, Lu Ming, who was meditating in the room, frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. However, he didn't say anything. Only in such an environment and such a person can the sword show its strength.
Their mentality and way of doing things, if these people follow orders and leave
If they open, then they are not qualified swordsmen at all. From the simplest point of view, in order to protect their own rights and interests, swordsmen can even draw their swords directly. If they don't even have the courage, then they can only follow the trend.
Become one of the fish at the bottom.
The sudden change made all the swordsmen surprised. They all looked at the source of this arrogant and domineering voice: "Who is this person? What a great power!"
"I recognize him. Although he is only the staff responsible for receiving us, his family background is very strong. Otherwise, he would be almost thirty years old. He is still in the realm of a nine-edged swordsman, and can he work in the sword hall organization?
There are many people who are better, younger and more potential than him."
"Yeah, let's take you and me for example. Now we can't live in peace in this dilapidated place. In this world..."
"Stop talking. I can't afford to offend him before I get a good ranking. I'm leaving. What about you?"
Many swordsmen looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, but the speed of their hands was not slow. They were afraid that the receptionist would be dissatisfied and would do something when issuing notices from the sword hall organization in the future, so that they could do something in the future.
It's like just signing up and ending your trial career.
Seeing the nimble hands and feet of these swordsmen, Liu Wantang's arrogant face showed no trace of satisfaction. Instead, he continued to be domineering to the end, staring fiercely with their eyes that would kill if they slowed down, until these people filed out.
Liu Wantang lowered his head slightly towards the room of the Sword Master of Destruction, showing his respect. With the realm of Sword Master of Destruction, he would definitely be able to see and feel his high respect.
However, the receptionist's face suddenly changed. He found that the doors of two rooms were open, but the people inside were sitting cross-legged on the bed, with no preparation at all to pack their luggage.
Since there was a precedent of destroying the Sword Master, Liu Wantang carefully observed this time and found that the swordsman in the left room was wearing a pair of yellow cowhide long-leg boots. The texture of these boots was quite good, but they were very
It is heavy and usually only worn by adventurers and swordsmen who travel long distances all year round. But looking at the blue gown he is wearing, although it is very clean, it has been washed out and looks white.
I know he has been wearing it for more than a year or two, and his long shawl hair is neatly combed. He is obviously a poor swordsman who has earned a reputation as a swordsman. However, he looks very clean, in his twenties, and has a clean face.
He is very clear. Even if he is a little bit vicissitudes of life, it cannot hide his handsomeness, but his face is covered with frost. Even if he is meditating with his eyes closed, people will subconsciously think, I don't seem to owe you money?
Poor poor guy! What are you pretending to be? Liu Wantang raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes away fiercely, focusing on the other person.
Huh? The receptionist suddenly laughed. This man was also wearing yellow leather boots, but they were stained with a lot of dust. He was also wearing clothes different from those of the empire. It was a light blue robe, with a row of buttons on the chest from the navel.
There are no buttons on it at all, it's exposed
He has a huge belly and a lot of fat all over his body, a pair of small eyes on his bulging face, and his long hair is tied up in several braids. He looks like a swordsman outside the prairie wall, and his face is also very honest, but
But he didn't listen to his own orders at all!
Liu Wantang raised a smile with unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth, walked towards the room of the cold swordsman nearest to him, and stood directly at the door with his five men.
However, he did not expect the humidity of the air in the room. As soon as he stood at the door, he was almost knocked down by the oncoming moisture. He frowned fiercely and finally calmed down and said: "
Hey! Boy, I ask you to leave here right now, are you so poor that you can’t even understand what I say?”
"Hahaha..." The five men laughed wildly, and at the same time they shook hands with the sword in demonstration.
The cold-faced swordsman slowly opened his eyes, and a full chill seeped out, causing the receptionists' expressions to change. They even took half a step back involuntarily, and then took a fierce step forward.
There is no surprise in these things in the eyes of the cold-faced swordsman. Everything seems to be taken for granted and he says: "Why should I leave? I was here first."
Hearing the cold-faced swordsman's short words filled with arrogance, Liu Wantang's face turned red and white, because he could feel that this swordsman's arrogance was superior to his own!
But this kid obviously came from a small place, and! Liu Wantang's eyes rolled a few more times, and he was even more sure that he didn't bring any elders with him at all. To be precise, he was the only one in his place who was qualified to participate in the trial.
, that’s all!
But such a person dared to contradict me? The receptionist's face seemed to have frozen. He grabbed his subordinate's sword with his left hand, grabbed the sword's hilt with his right hand, and pulled fiercely...
Before the blade of the sword was drawn out to a foot long, Liu Wantang had to stop, because the cold-faced swordsman on the opposite side had already appeared in front of him, and the sword in his hand was pressed against his throat, even though it was an unsheathed sword. But
How he moved, I didn't see clearly at all. There was no warning, and I didn't even react half way. (To be continued.)