Chapter 1671: Marshal, Please Take a Look

"I'm so angry, so angry!"

Xuan Ming stood there and cursed for a while before stopping.

He thought again of the eyes he had just seen.

Very familiar, very familiar...

But why, he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xuan Ming thought for a long time.

In the end I couldn't figure it out.

He shook his head: Forget it.

He will always know who this person is.

The next day, morning.

Canglan Galaxy, Marshal's Mansion.

Yan Tao stood in front of the window, looking at the brilliance rising from the horizon.

The young man's dark eyes were reflected with a hint of gold.

It made his complexion as white as snow, making him even more charming.

Young Master Yan stretched out comfortably: "It's still more comfortable to sleep..."

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Master Marshal."

Song Lingfeng stood at the door and knocked slowly.

"What's up?"

"Marshal, the financial losses caused by this incident have been calculated. I am here to give you a report."

In the room, Master Yan's temples jumped twice.

I suddenly felt a headache.

What a broken file.

I don't want to see it.

Master Yan turned his eyes and glanced at the door that was still being knocked.

A flash of light flashed in her peach blossom eyes. Without thinking, she held the window frame with her right hand and jumped out of the room with a volley.

At the door of the room, Song Lingfeng raised her eyebrows slightly.

He lowered his head and tapped the pile of documents in his arms.

Well, the Marshal ran away again.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

As soon as Master Yan landed, he saw Qi Buer standing at the corner before he had even taken three steps.

Qibull was holding a stack of documents. When he saw him coming from a distance, he immediately showed a bright smile, took a step forward, and spoke quickly: "Marshal, we have finished counting all the financial losses. This is the report."

Yan Tao visually measured the distance between Qibul and himself, and his eyelids began to twitch wildly.

Very good, these idiots are still chasing me.

Yan Tao tilted his body to the right, ignored Qi Buer, and ducked to the lawn next to him.

The fresh aroma of grass and trees lingered on the tip of his nose. The boy took a deep breath and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Then, he simply sat down and lay down.

Get ready to take a good look at the sky.

Young Master Yan just lay down with his hands folded on the back of his head.

Yan Rong's disgusting face was reflected in the blue sky.

At this moment, the competent General Yan was smiling and bowing: "Marshal, my subordinates have finished counting all the financial losses this time. Here is the report."

Yan Tao...

Young Master Yan's fair and handsome face darkened for the first time.

Yan Rong ignored his marshal's face as black as the bottom of a pot, opened the report document in his hand, and began to read each word to Yan Tao.

"There are a total of 3,417 damaged buildings in Qionglan Block, including 1,897 private houses..."

"The total property lost in Shanghe District is 39.82 million imperial coins..."

"Qilan District..."

"Mao City Block..."

"In summary, the total property damage caused by this sudden accident on the main star is 2.7 billion imperial coins."

Yan Tao's ears were buzzing, and different numbers were floating around her, making her extremely irritated.

She placed her right hand on the ground and sat up slowly.

Yan Rong followed Shan Ruliu and immediately took a step forward to stand opposite Yan Tao.

The whole movement was coherent and smooth. When he moved, his eyes did not even leave the report document in his hand, and his mouth kept chanting.

Master Yan gritted his teeth grimly: "Do you also want to get out?"

Yan Rong seemed not to have heard of it.

The young man's reciting voice was standard and smooth, and he was absolutely at the level of a top broadcaster.