Chapter 284 Slavery

Zhang Family.

Dongcheng Villa.

It was a little cool in the early morning, with birds singing and flowers blooming.

This was Zhang Xinxiong's exclusive courtyard, huge and extremely luxurious.

In the past, the only people who could move around here were the owner of this villa and the maids belonging to Zhang Xinxiong.

"It's been three days."

He Yuxing looked at the woman in black skirt sitting in the pavilion, watching the morning sun rise again, and couldn't help but speak.

It was the third day after arriving at Zhang's house, and they had spent all three days here.

There was not even a place to rest.

Although the two did not really need this resting place, as two of the thirty-three people in the inner courtyard of Tiansang Ling Palace, the Zhang family's attitude was really problematic.

Just because...

The maid?

Lan Xinzi raised her chin and opened her red lips: "Can't wait?"

"Of course not."

He Yuxing shook his head and said seriously: "How can my will be destroyed in three days?"

"Let alone three days, even three years, thirty years, I can wait!"

"As long as..."

He stared at Lan Xinzi, but could only see a beautiful profile, so he sighed.

"As long as I get up, this Zhang family dares to treat you like this, there is no value in keeping it."

Lan Xinzi curved her lips, smiled and lowered her head, and He Yuxing was fascinated.

"Let's go!"

The woman in the black dress suddenly stood up and looked to the east. The east had just woken up, and when she stood, the sky and the earth were bright.

"Where to go?" He Yuxing asked.

"Waiting for three days, where can you go? Could it be going home?"

"Old guy Zhang Taiying agreed to see you?"

He Yuxing was a little surprised. He looked around and saw no movement, and he didn't even catch a trace of will and spiritual thoughts.

Lan Xinzi, how did you get the news?

"It's just a telepathic communication between the master and the servant."

The woman in the black dress seemed to see his thoughts, whispered, and walked away directly.

He Yuxing was about to catch up when he heard the woman in front of him say, "Wait for me here, don't go anywhere."

"Wait?"

He Yuxing's footsteps paused. To be honest, he was worried.

Deep in his heart, the most annoying thing is "wait"!

He moved his feet.

"Wait for me!"

The unquestionable voice came again. He Yuxing took a deep breath and finally stood still, watching Lan Xinzi leave.

"Wait..."

A self-deprecating look flashed across his face, but soon, this look disappeared and turned into the most incomparable firmness.

He Yuxing sat down, knocking on the table with his hands, and a blazing fire rekindled in his eyes.

"Wait!"

...

The main hall of the Zhang family's mansion.

On the golden scales, there sat a very tall man with luxurious clothes and a pair of creepy eyes.

His right arm was broken at the root, but he could still sit on the seat, and his temperament was not weakened at all, still like a giant.

The terrifying power that was enough to crush everything could make everyone crawl on the ground.

"How are the preparations for the night banquet in the City Lord's Mansion going?"

Zhang Taiying closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, looking a little lazy.

The housekeeper hunched over and hurried forward and said, "Everything has been prepared. The solitary scroll of "Heavenly Secret Technique" that Fu City Lord specially asked for has also been obtained. This plan must be safe."

"In addition, the Zhang family has been developing rapidly in recent years, and this time we will definitely get more Baiku quotas."

"It's possible that it's even double digits!"

The housekeeper smiled, as if he wanted to mobilize the emotions of the man in front of him, but there was no movement.

"Baiku quota..."

Zhang Taiying rubbed his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and the impressive momentum directly shocked the housekeeper back.

"You said, sometimes, preparing so much is useless?"

He seemed to be still talking to the housekeeper, but his eyes were fixed on the kneeling black-dressed woman in the hall, his tone was grim.

"People who should be alive didn't come to see me, but there are many messy things!"

With a thud, the housekeeper knelt directly.

"Your subordinate deserves to die!"

Zhang Taiying sneered and looked back at him: "Deserve to die? What did you do wrong again?"

"I..."

The housekeeper's face turned green, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhang Taiying waved his hand, obviously not wanting to embarrass the old housekeeper who had been with him for more than ten years.

He just couldn't control his emotions.

"That's it, you will host the meeting inside on my behalf, and there must be no trouble at the night banquet of the City Lord's Mansion this time."

The housekeeper stood up and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes."

"Master!"

A sudden female voice stopped Zhang Taiying's steps.

The housekeeper's face turned green, and he looked at the woman kneeling on the ground with a look that seemed to be able to devour people.

Can't you see that the master's condition is not right?

In this situation, you still dare to speak?

Can't you wait a little longer?

Lan Xinzi couldn't wait any longer. Seeing Zhang Taiying trying to leave again after his steps stopped, she spoke again to keep him.

"Master!"

The housekeeper took a step back, his face as pale as paper, he was afraid of blood splashing on himself.

Zhang Taiying finally stopped and glanced at the woman in black skirt on the ground, his eyes were cold, and his voice was mocking.

"As soon as Xiong'er dies, you want to get rid of slavery?"

As soon as these words came out, the other servants in the hall trembled and knelt down.

God knows, since the news of Zhang Xinxiong's death came, the whole Zhang family has been suffering.

Although the head of the family didn't say it, anyone who dared to mention anything related to "death" and "bear" would lose his life.

Now, this servant who had left the family for seven years actually proposed the idea of ​​​​leaving slavery after Zhang Xinxiong's death.

This is not looking for death, what is this? !

Everyone present felt cold in their hearts.

If you want to die, you can't use such a terrifying method!

If you are really tired of living, you can find a rope by yourself, why come to embarrass us?

In the focus of everyone's sight, Lan Xinzi's body was also trembling.

She didn't dare to look up.

She can be calm and composed in front of anyone, but when facing the man in front of her, Lan Xinzi will still tremble unconsciously.

Zhang Taiying, the head of the Zhang family, is a man who truly walked out of thousands of dead bones.

With his own strength, he spent several years to lead the Zhang family to the top of the four major families in Tiansang County.

These...

are not important!

What is important is that the lowliness from the depths of the soul does not allow Lan Xinzi to look up at the master and talk.

Even if she has become thirty-three and has reached the master level!

"It has nothing to do with Young Master Zhang's affairs. This is my personal matter. It's just..."

"Me?" Zhang Xinxiong's voice rose.

Lan Xinzi was interrupted, but she didn't dare to make any moves. She lowered her body when she heard the words.

"This is my personal matter. Even if there is no such thing as Young Master Zhang, I... I will mention it!"

She almost gritted her teeth and said these words.

The dream after seven years, and the humiliation after seven years.

These should all be turned over!

I have become a master, and I can be regarded as a guest of honor in any family. Why...

"Heh!"

Zhang Taiying snorted coldly, and there was thunder in the hall.

He raised his left arm, twisted his wrist, and his tone calmed down.

"So, you had this idea before Xiong'er died?"