In the carriage, Qin fan picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. His movements were elegant and calm.

"Remove, remove. Who made the dish today? It's too bad. Deduct his salary for a month, and then make such a terrible dish. He can leave. "

Qin Fan said sullenly. A group of Jin Jiawei immediately knelt down on the ground and said loudly.

When he got up, Qin fan waved the table and chair away.

In fact, sitting in such a chair, he is suffering all the time.

Entering the hall, Qin fan walked forward with his head held high.

Although he was limping, at the moment, the temperament emerging from him was only noble.

Just born noble, others can not learn noble.

Some people spend their whole lives trying to turn themselves from rough to noble. Although they behave gracefully, they have no such arrogance.

But Qin fan is noble in the bone, but often pretends to be rough.

It's all camouflage. It's just rough and noble. It's easy to be found. But it's easy to learn how to pack the rough.

Qin fan sat on the chair in the center of the hall. The broad chair, the soft hide and the shining jewels made him feel relieved.

An old man came out from behind the hall and stood beside Qin fan. In a soft voice, "why do you do this, your highness?" Qin fan looked up at the man and said, "master Wanzhen, I do this. I just want to embarrass my brother and make him a little trouble. "

Wan Zhen frowned and said, "if you make a bow to an ordinary boy, you can embarrass your prince."

Qin fan nodded: "of course you can. My brother will not be allowed to rob his money. Today, we can see the clue of Lu Fan's competition. A small contest between martial artists in Yuangang territory, my dear brother, even sent his senior eight Zhu Jun to come here. What this means is just to see the strength of Lu Fan. Maybe Zhu Jun took the order and killed Lu Fan after the contest. "

Wan Zhen said: "what's the connection between this and the worship?"

Qin Fan said with a smile: "I haven't finished yet. Since my brother is so sick. We have reached the point where we don't care about national talents at all. Well, I can't just sit back. Lu fan is bound to get into trouble. My brother will not let him go. Then there are only two outcomes. Either Lu Fan died in the hands of my brother's eagles, or he defeated my brother's eagles and caused my brother's anger. "

After a few sneers, Qin fan continued: "Qin Yun waved his hand and said:" let Zhang Guang go. Let him do it quickly. "

Zhu Jun's soft voice should be to kowtow again.