Beijing, Qunfang Pavilion.

Li Qingsong kept laughing secretly in his heart. He endured the humiliation in order to let Ji Yushu go head-to-head with the strange young master.

That young master should not be from the capital. There are many dandies here in the capital. He basically knows about this wealthy and fun-loving young master, at least familiar with him. This is Li Qingsong's ability, while Ji Yushu is

On the other hand, he is more irritable and less discerning.

Afterwards, Ji Yushu had opened the door and strode in.

The cards from the Landlord game had been removed and the food and drinks were served, while Zi Yan was drinking and eating.

At this time, Ji Yushu strode not far away from Zi Yan.

As if he was familiar with it, Ji Yushu picked up the wine glass in his hand and said: "My dear friend, we are destined to meet each other. I heard that your surname is Jiang? I am Ji Yushu, let's have a drink."

"Can."

Although Zi Yan couldn't stand this kind of dandy visiting a brothel, but since this person took the initiative to come over to propose a toast, just have a drink, it's not a big deal.

Then, Zi Yan stood up, picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, unfolded the folding fan, and showed the beauty scroll, with two blushes appearing on her face.

Zi Yan showed the wine glass and the bottom was visible, which meant that she drank it in one gulp. If there is nothing else, you can leave the box. After all, this is a box, and it is also a private space.

However, what surprised Zi Yan was that Ji Yushu suddenly changed his face.

"What the hell, Mr. Bird? I came to buy you a drink because I think highly of you, but you only drink such a small drink? What the hell, you really think you are the noble young master of the capital, you are such a lowly person.

The so-called young masters, bumpkins and bumpkins from the countryside, must drink at least three jars, you know? Not even one jar should be missing."

Ji Yushu originally still had some style and temperament belonging to a young master, but when he started to curse like this, his whole face changed.

Ji Yushu not only used words to curse, but also smashed the wine glass he was holding into Zi Yan's face.

He is not as crazy and stupid as he appears on the surface. He naturally has his intention in doing this. His purpose is to make the matter as big as possible. In this way, all the young masters participating this time, including Li Qingsong, can watch.

It was crystal clear whether he dared to take action or whether Li Qingsong was too cowardly.

Sometimes, what a young master likes just wants is face and loyalty. A young master who has no courage and dare not act arrogantly will not be able to get along in this circle.

As long as his name spreads today, the entire capital and the surrounding Sixiang City will change their attitude towards him, letting everyone know who is the top figure, and they can even use this to overwhelm Li Qingsong.

Zi Yan was a little stunned. She had never thought that this person would dare to throw a wine glass at her.

Fortunately, she was skilled in martial arts and her body had an instinctive reaction, so she turned sideways instinctively.

But Ji Yushu was not a truly incompetent scholar. On the surface, he looked like a playboy, but in fact, he was actually a warrior who had practiced internal skills.

Such a close distance, a sudden attack, since Zi Yan dodges quickly, he can't avoid being scratched by the wine glass on his neck.

The wine glass fell to the ground, the porcelain wine glass was broken, and a small wound was cut on Ziyan's neck, which was as white as jade, and a trace of blood seeped out.

"Sir, is it okay?"

"Sir, apply the medicine quickly."

The expressions of the two secret guards changed slightly and they rushed forward. One of the secret guards had already taken out the golden sore medicine.

"Young Master!" At this time, in addition to the secret guard, Qing Yan also screamed. She found that she couldn't help but start to care about this young master. In that frightening moment just now, she felt that her heart was about to jump into her throat.

She had never felt this way before.

Ji Yushu's face was gloomy, and Qing Yan couldn't help but reveal her affection for and nervousness about Mr. Jiang in front of her, making him angry.

You must know that not only Li Qingsong wants Qingyan, but he also covets Qingyan. Otherwise, he would not take this risk. For him, it is all worth it.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Zi Yan waved her hand, and then she stared at Ji Yushu, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes.

"How is it? Does my daughter's wine taste good?" Ji Yushu was not afraid at all. He didn't care about his casual attitude and looked at Ziyan with squinting eyes.

In his opinion, this young man with oily hair and pink face was almost scared out of his mind, and he enjoyed this moment very much.

"Take off your right arm and get out of here." Zi Yan said slowly.

Suddenly, the entire box fell silent, and the young men next door who were listening were stunned. This boy really dared to speak.

Li Qingsong's fingers trembled with excitement, and he shouted in his heart, "Let's fight, fight quickly, the harder the fight, the better."

"Remove the arms? Haha!"

After just one thought, Ji Yushu laughed crazily, leaning back and forth in laughter. A look of arrogance and wantonness flashed across his face. In his opinion, this was a big joke.

Want to take his arm? Not to mention the power of the Ji family and the many powerful guards he brought with him. Even he himself has been practicing for many years. The dandy attitude left to others is some kind of disguise.

It is also a release of true temperament.

Then, he raised his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and exposed his arm. From the appearance, it could be seen that the muscles on his arm were taut, not like they were loose due to alcohol and meat.

"Here's a great arm. Do you want it? Come and get it yourself. I'll see how you, a weakling like you, can take the arm away. If you can't take it away today, you will be the son of a tortoise!"

Ji Yushu continued to laugh crazily, and his whole body was as excited as if he had been drugged.

"Okay, I'll get it myself!"

Then, suddenly, Zi Yan spoke.

Just when he was halfway through his words, there was a sound of "Keng..." the blade of the sword was rubbing.

The sword light flashed, and a red sword fell down and sank into the flesh.

"Ah! Ah..."

Immediately, there was a scream.

Ji Yushu collapsed on the ground, his broken arm still bleeding. He had tears and runny nose and was about to pass out.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been unconscious instantly, but he was a martial arts practitioner, and his internal strength was quite strong. As a result, such a big trauma could not make him unconscious, but he endured great pain.

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Everyone in the box was stunned and confused for a moment.

Even Li Qingsong next door was stunned.

He knew that Ji Yushu was not very smart and acted too crazy, but Ji Yushu's Ji family was really a behemoth. Who dared to really ignore the influence of the Ji family.

Mr. Jiang actually made what he imagined happen.
Chapter completed!