absurd deduction game.

Chapter 1051 Banquet

The wait for this birthday party was too unbearable.

Whether it is the Master Wanban side, the wealthy family side or the deducer side, they all have their own thoughts and are doing various small actions in secret.

The time spent on pulling each other seems to be particularly insufficient. If someone looks at it from a God's perspective, they might find it all ridiculous.

Before the banquet was about to begin, Mrs. Xue, who was having a lively conversation with the heads of the various families, was called aside by Butler Feng.

Following Butler Feng to an empty corner, Zhao Mou imitated Madam Xue's demeanor, with a hint of impatience and confusion, as if he was very dissatisfied with Butler Feng interrupting him: "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm busy?"

In the organization, Madam Xue may not be higher in position than Butler Feng, who oversees the entire Feng Mansion, but she is definitely more powerful than Butler Feng. She never needs to be polite to Butler Feng in private.

As expected, Butler Feng didn't notice anything was wrong. He came over mysteriously and said in a low voice, "The master asked me to tell you to go to Erhong right now and see what he is doing."

Two reds?

Zhao Mou looked calm and asked, "Okay, Master, I will obey you, but what does that mean? You want me to go to Erhong at this time to reminisce about the past? Or - to warn her and keep her under surveillance?"

"Master, you have to give me a definite answer as to what my attitude is."

Butler Feng's eyes twitched, and he said in a hateful voice, "It's all because of that girl from southern Xinjiang you brought with you! I heard that she had problems and disturbed the master's work, so Erhong went in and brought her out, but I don't know if she was blinded by her beauty!"

"The master asked Erhong to deal with the girl from Southern Xinjiang, but he didn't do anything. There has been no news of any movement until now. Yes, Erhong even blocked me for the girl from Southern Xinjiang. He has been planning to rebel for a long time!"

"You go...of course to monitor and see if Erhong has done anything to betray the master!"

"If Erhong is colluding with outsiders, Master wants you to use whatever method you can... hehe, severely injure him."

Zhao Mou frowned.

It was not because of what Butler Feng said, but because of Butler Feng’s incoherent state.

As a steward of a mansion, one sometimes has to be more careful and knowledgeable about scheduling than the master. But when he saw Steward Feng today, Zhao Mou always felt that there was something wrong with him, like he was mentally retarded.

  For example, in this matter, since he knew that the girl from Southern Xinjiang was brought in by "Mrs. Xue", why did he act like he trusted Mrs. Xue completely?

Moreover, the master asked Madam Xue to severely injure Erhong. If he hadn't asked just now, Butler Feng would not have mentioned it at all.

He really felt something was wrong, so he asked bluntly, "Then Master, don't you think that I, who brought the girl from Southern Xinjiang here, am more likely to be a traitor?"

"Why hasn't the master let me meet him until now to explain to him how I met the girl from Southern Xinjiang, and why I let her disguise herself as my maid and sneak into the birthday party?"

"This..." Butler Feng narrowed his eyes and thought deeply for a moment, "Of course it's because the master trusts you. In short, the master has his reasons for doing things, you just need to follow his instructions."

  "..." Now Zhao Mou was sure that there must be something wrong with Butler Feng!

——There’s something wrong with his brain.

He has not been removed from the position of butler due to incompetence. There must be someone behind the scenes doing what a butler should do for him, and this person behind the scenes is most likely the butler's enemy.

Otherwise, the housekeeper wouldn't be so ignorant and unconsciously sidelined.

Zhao Mou mentally changed the proportion of Butler Feng in his plan and nodded dignifiedly: "I'll go and take a look. If there's nothing unusual, I'll be back before the banquet starts."

Butler Feng responded and continued to stand in the dark corner, as if he was still the omniscient butler who used the paper puppet to do the work.

Little did he know that, apart from the wealthy businessmen who still fawned on him, he had long since lost sight of anyone, including Mrs. Xue, played by Zhao Mou.

Erhong, also known as the "Young Master", was being dealt with by Yu Xing. Zhao Mou had never been worried about it and he would not waste time on Erhong at this critical juncture.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of being called away from public sight by the housekeeper, Zhao Mou quickly found Song Xue who was at Mr. Liu's place and synchronized the information.

Then, the two looked at each other, ready to face the final moment.

Noon.

The guests from all over Feng Mansion gathered back to the banquet and took their seats. The noisy young people also quieted down.

The players gathered at the table again, their eyes understanding each other.

Following the shout from Butler Feng, the protagonist of the birthday banquet, Master Feng, finally appeared after much anticipation. The old man was in high spirits, his lean body dressed in an auspicious robe with a blue background and gold patterns. The color of the jade pendant on his waist was so rich and green that one could notice its value at a glance.

He was very healthy, with black hair and beard, and a strong step. He looked like he was in his forties.

But everyone present knew that Master Feng of the Feng Mansion was now over seventy years old.

His condition made a group of wealthy businessmen look envious.

  Apart from making money, don't wealthy businessmen do all kinds of unscrupulous things just to stay alive and spend money?

When will the Master of All Arts not only teach them how to make money, but also sell them the secret of longevity... or even immortality?

"Everyone, everyone!" When there was a faint commotion below, Master Feng on the stage pressed his hands and said loudly, "Thank you all for your support..."

After a long discussion of the complicated scene, Master Feng laughed and said, "Let's start the banquet first. Don't let everyone get hungry!"

After saying that, he sat down in the main seat.

Everyone's eyes followed him down, and suddenly their breathing stagnated -

On the right side of Master Feng, there appeared a person.

The man seemed to have white hair and a youthful face with only a few wrinkles. He was slightly fatter than Master Feng. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe with an immortal look and appeared quietly.

  No one knew when this old man came, or how long he had been there, but all the wealthy businessmen who had something to ask of the master took a deep breath, and their eyes instantly became fanatical!

Master of all things!

Just like what he had seen in previous years, the master never thought of stealing the birthday boy's limelight every year. He was always silent and only ate at the banquet. Only after the birthday banquet was over and Master Feng returned to his room to rest would the master give advice to others.

There was once someone who was unable to restrain his admiration for the master and kept trying to talk to the master at the banquet. In the end, he was asked to leave by the steward of the Feng Mansion and he never received an invitation to Master Feng's birthday since then.

Because that person simply disappeared, both in life and in business.

Since then, no one dared to violate the rules.

Master Feng looked at the guests kindly with a happy smile on his face. He waved his hand, and Butler Feng beside him directed the servants to hold up the gifts and gift lists from each family and began to read them out.

As boxes of gifts were put into the warehouse, the sky became increasingly gloomy.

Black clouds gradually gathered from all directions, suppressing the golden patterns above the Feng Mansion. It was clearly an extremely ominous sign, but no one seemed to notice anything was wrong. The guests were exaggerating in admiration, but only the "Master of All Things" who was sitting there listening looked up with fear in his eyes.