At this time, there was a "bang", and the teacup on Lian Wu's side was knocked to the ground by his hand, and the water splashed and danced wantonly on the yellow and red carpet.

"Have you had enough of the noise?" Lian Wu tugged at his mouth and said coldly.

As she spoke, she gently leaned her hand against the handle of the chair and propped her head, her tired state showing some loose strands of hair on her sideburns.

"It's better to take him over and take a look, and then make a decision after seeing if he is qualified to become the top card of the Rejuvenation Pavilion."

Hua Wuyan bent down slightly and whispered in Lian Wu's ear.

"Well, just do as you say." Lian Wu waved his jade hand forward, then lifted his somewhat soft body and stepped out of the door and walked towards the boudoir.

.......

It was already late at night when he came to the shed, and Hua Wuyan came to the place where the jute cloth was with a sword in his hand, but after a look, he found that it was no longer there.

"Huh? Where did he go? Hua Wuyan muttered quietly, slowly bent down her slender waist, and gently touched the jute cloth spread on the straw with her fair and slender fingers, and it was still hot!

Did he just be robbed?

"This damn Jiang Chen, didn't he ask him not to interfere." Hua Wuyan gritted her teeth and said a few words fiercely, so she got up and went to find Jiang Chen.

At this time, a figure appeared—it was Xianwu.

Some of the stray and dry hair was stained with some white dust, and some of it was hit in front of the forehead, covering some of the eyebrows.

Some of the hollow eyes seemed to be beasts that had been drained of their souls, locking the faceless face of the flower directly.

Hey, isn't this the woman who came this morning? What is she here for!

Some of the dry, yellowed lips wanted to bump up and down and say something, but they stopped.

As if taking Hua Wuyan as air, he walked directly past her, and returned to his jute cloth to lie down leisurely.

"Our Pavilion Master would like to invite you to sit in the Rejuvenation Pavilion." Although this opening sentence was a bit abrupt, Hua Wuyan really didn't know what to say.

If it is directly coerced into entering the Rejuvenation Pavilion with economy or life, the closed door is the dinner on the plate.

However, Hua Wuxin is half right, but the other half is misestimated.

Xianwu doesn't care about his life at the moment - a cheap life that can be trampled on, but if he has money, it is equivalent to being reborn, so with the mentality of experiencing ups and downs now, the quasi-insurance life is more exciting than when he was a noble son before.

"What do I want to do at the Rejuvenation Pavilion? I don't know your Pavilion Master. He said lightly, leaned inward, and snored.

Hua Wuyan can't say that you should go to the Rejuvenation Pavilion to be the top brand, this kind of thing, after all, is still difficult to say.

So, for a minute or two, she stood still, not knowing what to say.

Hua Wuyan is also a little strange, this feeling of helplessness has never been felt before, why is it now...

Forget it, let's give him the leaflet in my arms first.

The leaflet is printed with a small number of characters introducing the Rejuvenation Pavilion in black, and then on the right side is a portrait of the head of the Rejuvenation Pavilion, Hua Wuyan, holding a pipa in his hand as a simple sign.

Although it has spread all over the streets and alleys in the past few days, and people who come and go are also talking non-stop, some of the loveless Xianwu also know a little bit about it, but the Hua Wuyan portrait logo printed on it has not been carefully seen, and it has nothing to do with him anyway.