A dimly lit room in the ruined part of the city.

"Boss, those fat sheep went out of the city yesterday!"

"Out of town? You came back and told me you were out of town, did you send someone to follow?" the boss was furious.

"Of course, there is!

"Then don't chase after it!" the boss slapped the table and prepared to get up.

"Boss, don't worry, this morning my brother saw that group of people clashing with the boss of Feng Ya Pavilion, and spent 100,000 gold coins to buy the favored elf slave of the Feng Pavilion's boss."

"One hundred thousand gold coins!" the boss repeated, his eyes glowing green, and his mind was completely on one hundred thousand gold coins.

Then the boss slapped the table again and yelled: "Then don't chase quickly, come and prepare horses!"

"Don't worry, boss! I'm not done yet!" the brother continued.

"There's a fart!" replied the Boss viciously, turning his head and replying viciously.

"Boss, can someone who can pay 100,000 gold coins to buy a slave be an ordinary person!

"Are you sure there is a warrior?" the boss also calmed down and asked.

"It's a strong driver who is driving, but according to their reports, when that person clashed with the boss of Feng Accord in the morning, he didn't have any energy in his body, but that person can grab an adult elf clan, and it seems that he is also a god."

"What about the other three?" the boss remembers, there are three more Rao in the carriage.

"Two weak and handsome sons, and an orc clan."

"Orcs?" This made the boss's eyes roll a few times: "It seems that the orc clan is also a slave plaything, and the driver who drove the car is their bodyguard, they stayed for one night and left, it seems that they are passing by, these noble sons have a rotten life, I know them!"

"I analyze this in the same way as the boss." The younger brother hurriedly arrived: "And the finals of the martial arts competition in the imperial capital city are about to start recently, maybe they are the children of the nobles who went to the royal city."

"Hmm" The boss nodded and couldn't help but be proud: Thinking about it like this, I really feel that the two of them have analyzed it well, and sure enough, I still have the potential to be a military advisor.

"But it stands to reason that ordinary noble children wouldn't be able to spend 100,000 gold coins to buy an elf slave to play, right?" The younger brother was a little puzzled: "So I feel that it should be a person with a big force, maybe there are strong people secretly guarding it."

The younger brother, seeing that the boss did not react, continued: "And what kind of person is the boss of that Feng Accord, who will really sell his favorite elven slaves? Although the elves have only been brought back a few, and they are not obedient and have tried to escape countless times."

"Even if he is willing to sell his slaves, but there are still 100,000 gold coins!

"The owner of the Wind Accord didn't even do anything, so I don't recommend that we attack that fat sheep." After the younger brother, he looked at his boss quietly, waiting for the boss to think.

There was a brief silence, as if the picture was pressed to pause.

The boss pondered for a moment, as if the younger brother also made sense. But he said again: "You don't understand, rich aristocrats spend money is not something that poor people like us can understand, they don't treat money as money, don't use our whole family belongings to challenge don't spare pocket money, you know!"

"Understood, understood". The younger brother nodded hurriedly.

"What do you think of my strength, boss, compared to that man?" the boss asked again.

"The boss has already begun to cultivate the imperial qi energy, and he is also one of the best masters in our Fengya City except for the city lord, so naturally he is not comparable to the chauffeur of the crop man." Brother flattered to.

Seeing that his brother was like this, the eldest already had an idea in his heart, so he said to his brother: "Release the pigeon to give a signal, let the ghost keep an eye on it." Then let his subordinates take two cultivated brothers to try the situation, if it is hard stubble, we will hide, if there is no strong person to guard, hum, Lao Tzu also has to taste the taste of the elf clan and the orc clan."

It's a bit of a pity, both of them are males.

"But Boss, the people of Feng Accord didn't move....."

"Since you all know that person may have power, the people of Feng Accord must also know. They definitely don't dare to move when they don't understand the situation, he can't afford to gamble because he has a family, so he is more bold and steady." The boss looked grim: "But we dare! We are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, we don't have to worry about it for the rest of our lives after we finish this ticket, let's go to Char City again, and listen to the current Char City is a comfortable ........"

So when the boss was boasting to his brother about all kinds of good things and all kinds of democracy and peace in Char City, he didn't know that the fat sheep he wanted to pay attention to was the city lord of the city he longed for.

In just a few months, Char City has now become a sacred place in the ears of ordinary civilians and even slaves.

In the past two months, Char City's fame has spread more than Xiahou's business for more than ten years. This is thanks to Granny Yung's modern thinking. She knows the importance of information and public opinion.

At the same time. The courtyard behind the Wind Accord.

"Di Li Li, Di Li Li, Di Li Li~" The owner of Feng Ya Ge held a birdcage in his left hand, shook the memory crystal coin in his right hand, and hummed an unknown song at the corner of his mouth.

The coin drew a perfect arc, fell back into his hand, and was tossed again.

"Boss"!

The Wind Accord boss squinted his eyes and looked back at the leader behind him who called out to him.

This person is also his confidant. is also bold and ruthless, and many of his things are made up by this person to end the story.

The boss raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to speak.

"Boss, should we ......" The head didn't finish, looking at the boss.

"What do you want?" the boss didn't seem to understand.

"That driver bought our elven slaves, should we ...... it?" The leader still didn't finish his sentence, but made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Oh?" the boss of Feng Accord smiled softly: "Everyone has given you 100,000 gold coins, what do you want? You are too greedy~"

The boss of Feng Accord smiled lightly, and continued to hum the song and left with the crystal coin: "Di Li Li, Di Li Li Da Da ~ Walk bravely ~~".

The boss touched his head, what's the matter? The boss has changed his personality and wants to be a good person?

But the boss doesn't want it, then don't, and then he does what he tells him to do.

And just as he was about to leave, the boss's voice came from behind.

"Big head, prepare to follow me!"

The leader turned his head to look at the boss's appearance and was overjoyed: "Hahaha, I knew that the boss would not let go of such a big fat sheep, so I will go and count the people."