Chapter 3971. Black Market Young Master Token (3)
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Chapter 3971
As Steward Xiao said just now, every black market, regardless of the level of the star continent or the size of the city, has a steward and twelve black city elders. The rest of the elders are hired by the black market. Although they are also black city elders, they are not Belongs to the elders within the black market!
But if the people in the black market are all carefully screened, there is no chance of betrayal. Normally, the steward and the twelve elders take turns handling the affairs of the black market. Anyway, the black market has strict rules and strong strength. No one causes trouble, or there is no one. When a master like Su Ruoxi appears, the steward and the boss of the black market will not show up easily. They just need to keep an eye on it from the dark!
Qingming Continent itself is a star continent, so Guanshi Xiao is usually busy here alone, because the twelve elders of the Xuecheng Black Market are all elders of Guanshi Xiao’s family, and they are all elders of Guanshi Xiao, so unless Guanshi Xiao retreats , otherwise the twelve elders would not be bothered by anything they could handle on their own!
If he hadn't confirmed Su Ruoxi's identity just now, he wouldn't have secretly informed the twelve elders!
The old man in purple shirt who was following Manager Xiao before has withdrawn now!
Su Ruoxi, the twelve old men opposite and Guanshi Xiao were the only ones left in the room. Su Ruoxi had a headache when she looked at the thirteen people opposite. She felt that if she didn't explain things to each other today, she might not be able to leave. Here it is...
"You all get up first, I hate others kneeling!" Su Ruoxi said speechlessly as she looked at the old man kneeling on the ground.
After hearing this, the twelve black mayor elders stood up one after another. Their eyes looked at Su Ruoxi with excitement, surprise, and sparkle. Su Ruoxi's scalp was numb!
"I am not the young master of your black market!" Su Ruoxi said again.
"Young Master, are you complaining that the Lord and the others didn't find you earlier? Young Master, you missed the Lord and the others. There are countless continents in the lower world, and the Lord and the others don't even know where the Young Master is? But in these years, we can prove that the Lord The Lord and His Lady are looking for the Young Master all the time!" The leader, an old man in blue clothes, hurriedly explained.
"How many times do you have to tell me before you believe that I am really not your young master!" Su Ruoxi said, holding her forehead.
"Young Master, you are the Young Master of our black market. This cannot be false!" Manager Xiao said stubbornly.
"I'm not!" Su Ruoxi said with a serious expression.
"Young Master, if you still don't believe it, you can try to cancel the Young Master Token Contract. The Lord once said that the Young Master Token and the Lord Token are the same. You can only recognize one master in your life, unless the original owner dies. , otherwise the contract cannot be terminated!”
"If the young master still doesn't believe me, then you can try to cancel the contract with the token. If it cannot be cancelled, then the young master should believe that you are really the young master of our black market!" Manager Xiao thought for a while. Said Su Ruoxi.
"No, what if the young master is injured?" The twelve old men on the side said in opposition.
Naturally, Su Ruoxi would not listen to those old men. Su Ruoxi directly held the token in her hand, and with a movement of consciousness, she began to terminate the contract between herself and the token. After trying for a long time, Su Ruoxi was a little dumbfounded!
Unexpectedly, the cancellation was invalid. She clearly followed her own method. She could easily cancel the contract even if it was with someone else, let alone the contract with her.
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