"Forget it, aren't you embarrassed by Manager Fang? The Fang family has been working for the villa for generations, and it has angered him. We have no good results." Another guard was startled and quickly persuaded.

"Hmph, to put it bluntly, I'm not just a servant. My cousin has now been favored by the owner of the manor, and it's not something he can compare with. Besides, maybe one day the owner of the manor will be happy and give my cousin a name. Then the master and servant will be in different orders. It's not certain who has no good fruit." The guard sneered, and regardless of the dissuasion of his companions, he quickly walked into the manor.

At the same time, Manager Fang looked happy and took two steps at a time, and soon arrived at the main hall.

In the main hall, a tall and thin man in his thirties was walking back and forth with a whip, looking worried and angry, and cursing from time to time: "A group of foods that are ripped in and out, I, Lingdan Villa, provide them with food and drink. I have raised them for so many years, how can I feel sorry for them? I am so disrespectful!"

Several servants stood aside with trembling bodies, not even daring to let out an extra breath. After looking carefully, one of them was still whipped with blood, but he did not dare to heal his wounds, allowing the blood beads to roll to the ground drop by drop.

"I'm watching what I'm doing, do you want to leave too, an ungrateful ungrateful wolf!" The man became more and more angry as he spoke. He looked up suddenly and saw the aggrieved gaze of the people, and the whip in his hand raised again.

The servants were so scared that they trembled, but they didn't dare to hide, but their eyes were even more sad and angry.

"Master, Master, Master!" At this moment, the voice of Manager Fang sounded at the door.

"What are you doing again? Haven't I told you? I will deal with this matter. What are you anxious about?" The man put away his whip and said impatiently.

It turned out that this man was the owner of Lingdan Villa, Jiang Chengye.

"Master, happy events, great events." Manager Fang said with a happy face.

"What happy event?" Jiang Chengye sat down and asked in anger, looking very distant.

Logically speaking, the family of Manager Fang has served for Lingdan Villa for generations. Jiang Fang's two families are called masters and servants, and they are powerful and have a family relationship. He shouldn't have been so distant from the other party. However, he has been naughty since childhood. He relies on his family background to cause trouble everywhere. He lingered in the fireworks and willows as a teenager. Therefore, when he was dying, he was not at ease with him and did not dare to hand over the family business directly to him. Instead, he first handed over to the manager Fang to take care of Jiang Chengye, and when he became an adult, he would return the property of Lingdan Villa to the original owner.

Manager Fang did not dare to let down the trust of the old owner. In those years, Lingdan Villa was managed in an orderly manner, and he was already in a revival. He was even more strict in discipline on Jiang Chengye. With Jiang Chengye's mediocre qualifications and incompetent nature, he could have the current cultivation level. His current alchemy skills are all thanks to his discipline.

However, it was precisely because of the strict control that Jiang Chengye not only did not feel grateful to him, but instead held a grudge in his heart. He did not show any good looks to him every time he saw him.

"Master of the Manor, Shi Gu Fenghua from Yidao Academy of Yidao Academy asked for a meeting. I asked them to wait in the side hall for a while and asked the Manor of the Manor to come and greet him in person." Manager Fang knew that Jiang Chengye did not like him, but he was loyal to Lingdan Villa and didn't care. He still said happily.

"Yidao Academy, where did this sect come from? Why haven't I heard of it? You just want to send such a small sect that is not as good as the one who is not as good as the other, and you still want me to greet it yourself. Do you really think I'm idle and have nothing to do?" Jiang Chengye said impatiently.

If Gu Fenghua and others heard this, they would be moved again: It turns out that the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and the lord of the dignified Lingdan Villa doesn't know the origin of the Academic Palace, so how could he expect his servants to have any insight?
Chapter completed!