The door of the main hall seemed to be much brighter, and a handsome young man with a proud smile on his face walked towards him.

He wears a white open-chested cardigan and a mink fur cloak. His attire is casual and uninhibited, quite free and easy.

As soon as he entered the palace, he burst into laughter.

Then, with two rows of beautiful maids carrying tea and pipa in hand, they strode to the main seat and sat down, speaking loudly:

"Elder Hua, I haven't seen you for a few years. How are you?"

"Let's not talk about the matter for now. Distinguished guests have come from afar, and the cold palace is full of glory. I have a self-composed song "Dongjiang Laughter" for Elder Hua to taste and appreciate first."

He clapped his hands and raised his chin at the maids:

"Come here, play some music!"

The musical girls, who looked like fairies in the sky, arranged their poses, smiled sweetly, and began to play the pipa.

Hua Zhiyao ignored him. Seeing that the rightful owner had arrived, he immediately stood up and spoke solemnly:

"Master Li, "Dongjiang Smile" I will not reward you for now. I came here today because of the entrustment of the master of the family, and I only want one thing."

Yue Gongli smiled and waved to the maids to wait aside without leaving.

This "Dongjiang Laughter", if I ask you to reward it today, you will be rewarded.

If I ask you to laugh, you have to laugh.

"What's the matter?"

Yue Gongli smiled, his fox eyes narrowed into slits.

Hua Zhiyao clasped his fists coldly and said respectfully: "Please step down from the Young Master and stay closer to me."

"interesting."

Yue Gongli stuffed the remaining half of the pastry into his mouth, snapped his fingers, stood up and patted his butt, chewing while striding to Hua Zhiyao.

Hua Zhiyao pulled out the long sword from his waist.

No one in the reception room was surprised, and no one even shouted "escort".

No one would think that this sword was meant to stab Mr. Li - the Yunshan Emperor Realm was crazy and would send an elder to "assassinate" Mr. Li!

This is exactly the case.

Hua Zhiyao just handed out the first-grade spiritual sword in his hand and said sincerely: "Master Li, please grant me a death."

"oh?"

Yue Gongli laughed and took the sword without asking why.

He raised his sword to his neck, and with its sharp edge, he cut the defenseless Hua Zhiyao's skin.

Blood flowed down.

"No!"

Yue Gongkui shouted urgently.

Others don't know, but it's really possible that Mr. Li might get interested and kill Brother Zhiyao's head with a sword.

Yue Gongli is not so interested today.

What interests him is, why is this happening?

"Tell me, why do you want to die?"

"Because of offense."

"Huh? You said it was offensive before you even opened your mouth. Then I'm curious, how offensive can you be?"

"It's just offensive."

Yue Gongli stared at Hua Zhiyao, who was looking at death as if he were home. The words he heard from the maid of Yu Pavilion echoed in his mind, thinking deeply.

He took off the long sword and threw it on the ground. He raised his chin and chewed the pastry in his mouth. He glanced sideways at the beautiful distance in front of him and said jokingly:

"Come on, offend me."

Snap!

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Zhiyao slapped Yue Gongli hard on the fair left side of his face, causing him to stumble three and a half steps to the side, and the cakes in his mouth sprayed all over Le Nu.
Chapter completed!