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"It's not the turn of my ancestors to judge you, a little guy who doesn't even have seniority. As for the honor you are talking about?"
Shen Wanqing stood up leisurely on the ground. She patted the soil on her body indifferently, "My Faqiu Sect can stand for a hundred years without falling, and is even still being passed down. Why don't I feel honored?"
Jiang Fugui didn¡¯t expect that the girl could respond to him so sonorously and forcefully. He stopped talking and gritted his teeth, feeling unconvinced and unwilling.
He looked at the cold expression in front of him, completely without the trembling and fearful look before. Jiang Fugui gritted his teeth and said, "Were you just pretending before?"
"Pack?"
Shen Wanqing paused while arranging her clothes, and she sneered coldly. Her brown eyes looked very deep in the dark night, "You think too much, and you still need to pretend to you? It seems that I value you too much." "
Since these people are rejecting her, don't think that she can be nice to them.
Shen Wanqing's words immediately mocked many people. Those who were looked down upon became a little emotional and wanted to retaliate.
"Okay, stop arguing." The long cigarette rod in Mr. Jiang's hand hit the stone pillar, and his black and purple lips blew out circles of smoke, blocking back those who wanted to do something when they got emotional.
Jiang Lao knocked the ash out of the cigarette butt and said, "It's almost half past two. It's time to set off. Let's pack up and start working."
"Yes." Those people froze when they heard Mr. Jiang's words. How could they think of continuing to talk to Shen Wanqing.
They all went to clean up, and Mr. Jiang also inserted the cigarette rod in his hand into his belt.
He is an old man and is not used to wearing the clothes of young people. The old commoners are still comfortable to wear, otherwise there will not even be a place to insert a cigarette pole.
Mr. Jiang spat, extinguished the cigarette ashes that were still vaguely sparking on the ground, and casually ran over the soles of his shoes.
When he turned to leave, Mr. Jiang glanced at Shen Wanqing thoughtfully with his cloudy eyes.
This young man looks very different from before.
Jiang Lao¡¯s eyes narrowed, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly.
It seems that Old Fox Shen has something up his sleeve.
He said, how could the old fox send a yellow-haired boy who is as timid as a mouse but also delicate?
It seems like you should pay more attention to this guy on the road.
"Master." Shen Yi looked at her worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"
Shen Wanqing waved his hand nonchalantly, "What can happen to me? I slept so comfortably!" He was so comfortable that he didn't even know when the original owner ran out of breath.
Shen Yi pursed his lips, his paralyzed face looked serious. He looked at Shen Wanqing and warned: "We will go to the tomb later. The young master must stay behind his subordinates. You can¡¯t run around, do you understand, Master?¡±
Looking at Shen Yi with a serious face, Shen Wanqing stood on tiptoes helplessly and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I know your master well."
It¡¯s just a tomb. She has never been anywhere since Shen Wanqing. She didn't care about just a few rice dumplings.
The boss¡¯s strength can be easily crushed!
"Pack your things, we're about to leave." Shen Wanqing glanced over there, and most of the people had already packed their black bags.
"Yeah." Shen nodded. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com