The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Bai Qi's arrogant tone completely irritated Scarface, he slashed at Bai Qi with an uncut sword in his hand, and said.

"Where did you come from, that arrogant little thief? Do you know who the owner of Huamanlou is? It's ridiculous how dare you speak such arrogant words!"

This knife was fierce, even if the blade hadn't opened, the people around could feel the fierce knife aura, and they couldn't help but retreat.

The wine glasses in the restaurant were turbulent, the clothes on the woman's body fluttered, and the murderous aura spread.

Seeing this frightening knife, Bai Qi didn't move, and didn't know it was worth it.

The people watching the battle thought that Bai Qi was frightened and stupid, and when he was about to laugh, the big knife slashed on Bai Qi's shoulder.

There was only a sound of "ding", and the sound of interlacing gold and iron came from the shoulder, and the heavy knife that had been tempered for thousands of years broke into pieces.

In addition, the handle of the knife in Scarface's hand fell to the ground, and he was rubbing the painful wound from the shock.

The people who watched the battle were in an uproar, their eyes were horrified, they didn't know where this master came from, to have such abilities.

What's even more frightening is that this kind of expert is like a follower, how powerful is the young man who drives him.

It's obvious that it's for nothing to show off, but everyone's eyes are on Li Kuan.

Many people are guessing Li Kuan's identity, and have the intention of making friends.

Everyone knows the strength of Scarface, and ordinary people are no match for the powerhouse at the peak of Huajin, but Bai Qi did not evade Scarface's ultimate move, and even shattered his weapon.

That Bai Qi's strength can only be a celestial being!

There are not many masters of heaven and man in Datang.

Everyone was in a daze, and Scarface also knew that he was defeated by Bai Qi, so he didn't plan to attack.

Bai Qi walked up to the old bustard, condensed the blood-colored scythe, and suddenly, the strong bloody aura made the old bustard tremble in fright, and almost fell to the ground with weak legs.

Standing behind Bai Qi, Li Kuan asked expressionlessly.

"Do you need three more tricks? I don't mind letting him tear down Huamanlou."

The bustard said hastily.

"No, no, young master, take your seat quickly, and I will arrange someone to entertain you right away."

"From now on, this table is exclusive to you. Unless someone can shatter the scarred-faced sword, they are not qualified to sit on this table."

The bustard now dare not offend Li Kuan.

Chapter 370 Who dares to make a mistake!

Having spent so many years in the building, the procuress has already perfected the ability to observe words and emotions.

Bai Qi is superb in martial arts, he must be a heavenly man.

And the son Li Kuan he was talking about was even more magnanimous, and he could make a strong man of heaven and man serve as a bodyguard. Apart from money, what was more important was his status.

Except for those few in the palace, the old bustard can't think of anyone else in the world who is capable of letting a master of the realm of heaven and man be the guards.

As soon as Li Kuan and the others sat down, a beautiful dancer came up to play, and someone beside him was serving tea and wine, and melons, fruits and snacks were brought up like countless treasures. After a while, the table was full of things, all of which were high-quality food. and tea wine.

Everything was ready, the old bustard saw Li Kuan taking a sip of tea, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask obsequiously.

"My lord, can you get used to drinking this excellent Jinding Snow Tea?"

Li Kuan said.

"Barely fit in the mouth."

Not only the bustard, but the people around them almost dropped their jaws when they heard what Li Kuan said.

Jinding Snow Tea is a tribute in the imperial palace. In Chang'an City, it is only a catty of bulk goods a year, and even a piece is worth a lot of money. When it came to Li Kuan's mouth, he was reluctant to drink it. Such big words, even the prince would not dare to speak out.

Just as the bustard was preparing to organize her speech and wanted to inquire about Li Kuan's identity, she saw Li Kuan waving at her.

The old bustard quickly approached with a flattering smile, and said respectfully.

"What are your orders, Young Master? As long as Huamanlou can do it, we will try our best to do it."

Li Kuan played with the glass teacup in his hand, and said lightly.

"Bring me out the guests from Dizi No. [-] Room."

Immediately, the smile on the old bustard's face froze, and the panic and horror that could not be hidden in his eyes.

Seeing this expression, even a fool would know that there is a ghost in it.

After a while, the bustard restrained her expression and said slowly.

"My lord, room No. [-] of Dizi has not received guests tonight."

Li Kuan raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at the old bustard with cold sword eyes, making the old bustard feel that he was being watched by a prehistoric beast.

"It's such a big flower, even a mere bustard dares to lie to me, what audacity!"

Knowing that she couldn't fool Li Kuan, the old bustard would reveal more, so she said hastily.

"My lord, if you have nothing else to do, please do as you please. I have to entertain other guests, so I will leave first."

After speaking, the bustard wanted to go back.

Everyone can see that Li Kuan is not easy to mess with, this place has become a place of right and wrong, and the bustard doesn't want to cause trouble.