Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 932

Yang Su couldn't help shaking his head, and then smiled, but the far-fetched eyes were not so easy to hide.

Although Yang Shumo was curious, he didn't ask any more questions.

However, seeing Yang Su like this for several days, Yang Shumo couldn't help but feel a little worried, and then he heard Fu Zhaoge's persuasion that he would get better after a while, so he had no choice but to nod , I don't need to say more.

Then, on the last night of the day, someone finally appeared.

"You are Mr. Zhao?"

The person who delivered the message had obvious sarcasm in his eyes, and his eyes on Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya were even more contemptuous.

Are these two people daring to offend the boss?

He really had the guts of a bear and a leopard. Let's see how he seeks justice for the boss.

"Rao Cun."

Fu Zhaoge was playing chess with Wen Yanya right now, but then, he called Rao Cun in a leisurely tone.

"Yes."

Then, before the person who sent the message came back to his senses, there was an icy cold sword body on his neck, shining with the light of the sword.

Suddenly, the person who sent the message couldn't help shaking his legs, who knew that such a thing would happen.

"You, you, I belong to Zhou Feng's boss."

Then, the person who sent the message said, his heart was even more flustered, and the fear in his eyes could not be hidden.

"So what? This seat is not his person, what do you do if you listen to him?"

Fu Zhaoge chuckled, and then her phoenix eyes inadvertently glanced at the person who delivered the message. The person who delivered the message almost trembled, and was frozen into an iceman by those eyes.

This Mr. Zhao is terrifying...

Suddenly, the person who delivered the message forgot that he was still thinking of coming here to save face for his boss.

"You, kneel down to the master."

Rao Cun went on to say, the words were full of coldness, before the person who delivered the message was mighty and unyielding, the long sword in his hand touched his neck in a demonstrative way, which made him shudder.

"I, I, I..."

Then, before he finished speaking, the person who sent the message knelt down immediately, and then said almost crying.

"My lord, my lord, I was wrong."

If he hadn't taken care of the knife on his head, he might have wanted to kowtow to Fu Zhaoge to apologize, as long as Fu Zhaoge could calm down, as long as Fu Zhaoge wouldn't touch him.

How did he know that Mr. Zhao was so bold that he didn't give any face even though it was a cooperative relationship.

I really don't know what to say...

"Where did you go wrong? Looking at the way you just came, I thought that I owe you something, and I should serve you tea."

This sentence immediately made the messenger shudder.

"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die."

Then, the person who delivered the message went on to say, his legs trembling with fright.

At this time, Rao Cun also knew that he was almost intimidated, so he moved the long sword away. Sure enough, the messenger was especially good, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Fu Zhaoge, "My lord, please forgive me, you villain!" It's just a messenger, I hope you will spare my life!"

"Of course I know that you are sending a message, otherwise, do you think you can still live to this day?"

Fu Zhaoge hooked his lips, and the corners of his crimson lips were filled with a bright smile, and his phoenix eyes shone with light.

"Young Master, Young Master, the slaves will never dare again in the future."

After finishing speaking, the person who sent the message immediately slapped himself non-stop, and then cursed while slapping himself.

(End of this chapter)