Sir Bector looked at Jinli's expression, and thought in his heart that it should be about the same.

Sure enough, after reading the gift list, Jinli looked at Sir Bechtor with a look of surprise, "I didn't expect your blood clan to be so sincere, I accepted this gift, when will it be given to me?"

Sir Bechtor "...... If you need it, you can send it to you now, or when you return home, we will send someone to your address. ”

Jinli thought for a while, "Then wait until I return to China and send it, there are so many things, it's not convenient to move back." ”

Sir Bechtor said in his heart that if you have too much, you can ask for less.

He watched with a painful look on his face as Jin Li put away the gift list, as if he had been cut off - there was a strict hierarchy within the blood clan, how could this kind of humiliating compensation make the noble duke take action?

Therefore, all the hairs that Maoshan shot this time were plucked from Beckdor's private property.

But it hurt him.

When the matter was done, he didn't want to stay in this sad place anymore, and said goodbye to Tong Jinli in a fast tone.

Lu Jianzhen was still a little surprised: "Are you leaving so soon?"

Sir Bector admired this wonderful artist, but he was not in the mood to say hello at this time: "There is something going on at home. ”

Lu Jianzhen nodded in understanding.

On the balcony, Jinli proudly shook the gift slip in his hand in front of Lu Zhengya, "The apology of the blood clan." ”

Lu Zhengya raised his eyebrows: "And apologies?"

Jinli told him about the Divine Supervision Bureau.

Lu Zhengya looked at the gift list in his hand, was silent for a while, and praised sincerely, "Amazing." ”

By the way, he didn't know if the negotiators on the side of the Divine Supervision Bureau would like to be a part-time job?

If you put a name on Lu's negotiation team and cooperate with other companies in the future, you may be able to save a lot of money.

When Sir Bector returned, he went to the castle of the Duke of Cappadocia.

The Duke was in a bad mood, and he would not be happy if anyone was slaughtered, even if it was not him who paid for it.

But this can be regarded as a slap in the face.

He saw Sir Bector and asked in a cold voice, "Something sent out?"

Sir Bektor nodded.

Seeing the sluggish look of his subordinates, the duke was also a little embarrassed in his heart, but only a little.

The blood clan is accustomed to arrogance, and these subordinates, in the duke's heart, are just a dog of the same clan.

The duke softened his expression a little, "This time, thank you for your hard work." Today, you dine with me. ”

Sir Bechtor was delighted for a year: "Thank you, Lord Duke. ”

What a great honor!

Lunch was ready in no time – quite simply, always.

At the ornate table, covered with snow-white cloths, the Duke sat on the main throne and Sir Bechtor sat at the bottom.

In front of the two of them, they both used delicate crystal cups, holding a cup of bright red blood.

The Duke picked up the cup of blood with his pale fingers, and his slender fingers were imprinted on the bright red blood, which was extremely beautiful.

"This is the blood of the freshest and purest beautiful maiden. Beckdor, you taste. The Duke said softly.

"Thank you, Lord Duke. Sir Bector took the crystal cup in his hand and prepared to drink it all.

But I don't know why, the blood that used to be fragrant and luscious in the eyes of Sir Bechtor is now ...... Inexplicably, it made him a little uncomfortable.

He wondered in his heart, could it be that Lord Duke actually prevaricated me with defective products?

It shouldn't be.

But he didn't dare to have any doubts, and drank it all with his eyes closed.

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