Jeffs' words shocked Lin Sylvia.

The chef of the Royal Family in Fa Kingdom was taught by his husband? No wonder, no wonder he had such a high level of cooking, no wonder Prince Charlie gave such a high evaluation last time. It turns out that he had eaten at the top international standards for so long!

After hearing this, Su Mi felt relieved. It turned out that this man was just a cook, and she really thought he had a special status!

In Jeffs' words, Sylvia Lin and Su Mi didn't think much about it. They just thought that if Jeffs' cooking skills were Zhang Xuan's words, it would be reasonable for Zhang Xuan to know the royal family.

But what Milan thought was not that simple.

Milan had been in the Royal Family of Fa Kingdom for several years. When she first came here, she had never been exposed to something too deep. At that time, she just heard that there was a very high-ranking person living in the royal residence, and even the chef Mr. Jeffs wanted to ask him for cooking skills.

At that time, Milan asked curiously, but his cooking skills were very good, so how could he have a very high status in the royal residence? Someone explained to Milan that he might be the king of the underground world.

The country of Fa is different from China. Its controls gangs in all aspects are not as strict as China, so people know more than China. Although ordinary people cannot reach it, people in the royal residence still have some hearsays about the underground world.

At this moment, Milan instantly combined Zhang Xuan with the king of the underground world he heard. No wonder, no wonder, Manfa Kingdom was Zhang Xuan's wanted orders at the beginning, and Zhang Xuan was safe and sound. Those were not real wanted orders at all, but a way for Princess Zola to show her love!

Who can do that except the king of the underground world that can make Princess Zola show love in such a way that she announces the whole country?

Thinking of this, Milan couldn't help but look at Zhang Xuan again, a helpless child who had supported him to this point. When he came to this point, Nemur Thirteen had to look up to him!

Zhang Xuan didn't have much thought in his mind. When he saw Princess Zola and others, he shrugged, "What do you mean by poisoning you just said?"

"Yes..." Zola looked at Zhang Xuan, her mouth opened, but she couldn't speak. She liked Zhang Xuan, pursued Zhang Xuan, and boldly expressed her love, but she didn't have the courage to tell her that Zhang Xuan was poisoned. She knew very well what Zhang Xuan's identity was.

"Your Highness Zola, let me handle the matter here first." Jeffs walked up and spoke, which was considered to break the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

Princess Zola nodded, glanced at Zhang Xuan, and then slowly left the detention room.

Jeffs waved his hand and signaled that the guards would retreat first, then spoke to Zhang Xuan, "Sir, there may be any misunderstandings here, why don't we leave here first."

Zhang Xuan nodded.

"Two beautiful ladies, please." Jeffs made an elegant etiquette for Sylvia Lin and Su Mi.

Lin Qinghan looked at the change of the scene and felt that her head was a little too short. In such a crisis situation, even Nemur Thirteenth showed up easily, but because of Zhang Xuan, all the problems were solved. Now, not only would he not stay in the detention room, but he was also treated with such grand etiquette.

Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan's back, and she would always see countless possibilities on Zhang Xuan's body.

After leaving the detention room, Jeffs arranged for someone to lead Lin Qinghan and Su Mi to the best room and said that he would remove the dust from his body.

Although the environment in the detention room is good, Lin Qinghan always feels that something is wrong after coming out from there, so she needs to wash up. The Chinese people themselves have this particularity.

On the other side, Jeffs bowed and walked beside Zhang Xuan and said, "Sir, you and the others are already waiting for you."

"Yes." Zhang Xuan nodded and walked away.

In the main palace of the royal residence, Nemur XIII and Princess Zola all changed into formal clothes and sat here.

Ian, who had previously ordered people to take Zhang Xuan and the other two to the detention room, was standing here tremblingly. [Bayi Chinese website     www.81zw.info] dared not say a word.

The gate of the main palace opened, and Jeffs stood at the gate of the main palace and made a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Xuan stepped into the main palace gate, and one second after Zhang Xuan stepped into the main palace gate, the main palace gate closed.

Outside the door, Milan has been following Jeffs.

At the entrance of Zhang Xuan, Jeffs asked, "Mi, do you know this person?"

Milan nodded, "Well, he is my father's godson, teacher, what is Zhang Xuan's identity? It won't be that..."

Milan stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance. The direction she pointed was exactly where the island of Guangming was.

Jeffs nodded.

Seeing Jeffs nodding, Milan opened her mouth wide. Although she had already guessed, she still felt an indescribable shock when she heard Jeffs was sure.

Milan looked at the room where Lin Qinghan was now and sighed in her heart, Singhan, what kind of genius did you recruit? This is the king of the entire underground world!

In the main palace.

Zhang Xuan walked in. In the huge main palace, except for Zhang Xuan, only Nemur Thirteenth generation was left.

Nemur XIII did not sit in the position he deserved, but chose an ordinary seat.

Just now, Nemur XIII didn't say anything, but it didn't mean that he thought this matter would be over. This time, Lord Satan was imprisoned in the detention room of the royal residence. If there was no reasonable explanation, Nemur XIII himself would be uneasy.

After Zhang Xuan arrived, he sat directly on the seat next to Nemur Thirteenth Emperor, picked up an apple, took a bite, and made a crisp sound.

"Satan, I think there is any misunderstanding between this matter." Nemur XIII spoke. Although he was the leader of a country and had the same status as Zhang Xuan, he understood that if we put aside social influence and just talk about strength, the young Chinese in front of us would be much stronger than himself in all aspects.

Zhang Xuan shrugged, "What can I have a misunderstanding? I'll sit in the banquet hall and have a meal with my wife, and your people will lock me up."

Ian, who was standing aside, was trembling with his legs. In the detention room just now, he felt that the identity of this Chinese was extraordinary. Now that he saw that this man was actually talking to His Excellency Nemur Thirteenth, he immediately realized that he was so angry that he had been provoking someone he shouldn't have provoked.
Chapter completed!