After Qi Xuansu officially pretended to be a baron, the first visitor he ushered in was the baron's mistress.

However, it is not the "chief mistress" Susan Graeme Shaw, but the most favored mistress of the baron in recent years, and the youngest and most beautiful mistress, her name is Monica Samos.

Monica is a first name rather than a surname, and for two people who are close to each other, it is natural to call them by first name, not by a polite surname.

In all fairness, whether it is an Eastern aesthetic or a Western aesthetic, this woman is quite beautiful, with black hair, black eyes, and the same face as the Oriental, but the face is exotic, the same as the Westerner.

However, Qi Xuansu didn't want to have a little physical contact with this woman, at this point, Qi Xuansu was a bit like a big lady, except for beating, killing and Zhang Yuelu, he didn't like to have too much physical intimate contact with others, an instinctive disgust. Even if it was Xiao Yin, he would lift the back of his neck more than hold her in his arms.

So Qi Xuansu wrapped himself tightly with a cloak, like a silkworm chrysalis, pretending to be weak to prevent this woman from approaching.

This woman is all kinds of cold and warm, tender and sweet.

Qi Xuansu scribbled and coped, just hoping that this woman would leave quickly. He wanted to play the baron because he wanted to understand the inside story of St. York from a different perspective, and maybe there would be some windfalls, but he was not a woman who came to enjoy the baron.

After about an hour, the old butler finally spoke, "Miss Samos, it is time for the baron to rest."

Monica reluctantly got up, and did not forget to glance at the old butler dissatisfied, as if to say, when I become the real hostess here, you will be good-looking.

The old butler turned a blind eye and ignored this lucky woman who was once at the bottom but now rose to a high position.

Qi Xuansu avoided Monica's parting kiss and imitated the baron's tone and said, "Monica, do you need my help lately?"

"No, dear Ramon, you've done enough for me, I don't need anything." Monica said affectionately, "I'm with you because of love, I love you so much."

Wu Niang appeared not far away and sneered coldly: "When a woman says she doesn't want anything, it often means that she wants everything."

"Incisive." Qi Xuansu agreed, "But what does it have to do with me? I'm not a baron."

After Monica left, the old butler said with a little dissatisfaction, "You should respond to Monica, don't you like women? Even if you don't like it, you should overcome it."

Qi Xuansu said lightly, "I don't like the tone of your speech."

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became bright, revealing a bit of murderous aura.

Could it be that this adventurer has forgotten his identity? Do you really think of yourself as a baron?

Qi Xuansu didn't care what the old butler thought.

Although this old butler has a good strength, which is probably equivalent to a celestial in the free stage, in front of Qi Xuansu, it is obviously not worth mentioning at all. He and the baron would not know that their move was not to lure the wolf into the room, but to lure the dragon into the room, a strong dragon that crossed the river.

"Don't forget who you are, a good steward, you shouldn't talk to your master like this under any circumstances, and you won't stare at your master with wide eyes." Qi Xuansu continued.

The old butler's chest rose and fell visibly, then lowered his eyes, and returned to his former humility: "Yes, Your Excellency, I apologize to you."

But what the old butler thought in his heart, and what he was going to do with this audacious "transgressor" when the baron returned, was something he himself knew.

Next up is the Baron's henchman, Maika Bell.

Qi Xuansu no longer wrapped himself in a cloak, and sat in the middle of the couch very naturally and relaxedly, not intending to share it with others.

When Maika came in, Qi Xuansu's eyes were fixed on him, "Maika, you're here. In the words of the Orientals, you always go to the Three Treasures Hall without doing anything, and say, what good news or bad news have you brought me?"

To quote the Oriental is the baron's

One of the habits, this is very much in line with the personality. Preemptive strike is the way to do it, as long as you put yourself in an offensive situation, others will be tired of coping, and will not stop to think about the truth or falsity of the baron.

Maika, who had a very exaggerated beard, like two crescents hanging on his lips, sat down on the single sofa next to him, and said, "Your Excellency, Sean is dead."

According to the information, Sean is a small factory owner, and the business with the Baron is a little unpleasant, because the Baron takes a fancy to a piece of land in Sean's name and intends to buy it, but Sean is unwilling to sell, and the relationship between the two parties quickly stiffened. The baron asked Maika to deal with the matter, and this was Maika's way of resolving it.

Qi Xuansu didn't speak, just stared at Maika coldly.

Maika was originally cross-legged and holding a cigar, but under Qi Xuansu's gaze, he gradually felt an inexplicable pressure, first put down his legs, then extinguished his cigar, and finally straightened his upper body and no longer leaned on the sofa.

"That's how you handle it?" Qi Xuansu grasped the tone of this kind of superior person very well, and he was not too harsh, but he was full of pressure, after all, he was also a superior himself.

Maika bowed her head slightly, "I just don't want Your Excellency to defile your gloves because of this kind of thing."

Qi Xuansu was noncommittal: "Is there a difference?"

Maika was silent.

Qi Xuansu said, "You know what to do."

Maika jerked her head up and looked at Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu didn't do anything, just looked at him indifferently, without any feelings.

Eventually, Maika retreated and bowed her head again, "Yes, Your Excellency."

Qi Xuansu's tone was cold: "Forget it this time, I won't have such good luck next time."

Maika got up and left.

After a long time, the old butler whispered, "Your Excellency, your performance this time is perfect. Just a little bit of risk, what if Maika resists? You don't have the power to suppress him, after all, that cloak can only imitate momentum."

Qi Xuansu said indifferently, "How do you know that I don't have the strength to suppress him? Besides, isn't there still you?"

The old butler was shocked and realized that something was wrong.

Qi Xuansu had already stood up and asked, "What else is going on?"

The old butler gathered his thoughts and replied, "Miss Molly got into a little trouble when she went to Midtown, she accidentally sucked the son of a councillor dry, and the sheriff sent from Midtown was about to arrive."

Molly O'Shea, is the daughter of the Baron. Of course, the suction here is not in the sense of men and women, but in the literal sense of the word, all the blood is sucked dry.

The baron wanted to clean up the aftermath for his daughter, dredge up the relationship, first let his daughter temporarily leave St. York, return to her hometown in the Old World, and prepare a huge indemnity, and hand over a few substitute ghosts.

However, Mr. Councillor was not reconciled and clamored for the culprit to be brought to justice, so there was a visit by the magistrate.

Qi Xuansu said, "Let them come."

The old butler wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he just glanced at Qi Xuansu deeply and turned to leave.

This time, the meeting place was no longer the relatively private small living room on the second floor, but the large living room on the first floor, where the magistrates were menacing, in addition to a real magistrate, there were also the steam "magistrates" of the Colt Company, a total of five, lined up behind them, with the posture of searching the baron's mansion.

"All right, Baron." Attorney Ross sat across from Qi Xuansu, "In the words of the Orientals, let's get straight to the point, don't go around in circles. I made a deal to you earlier, and you should have agreed."

Qi Xuansu replied based on the information given by the baron, "An illegitimate child is not worth so much money, unless you want to get more out of it."

Rose said, "Since you don't want to give money, hand over Miss O'Shea."

"You know, it can't be." Qi Xuansu seemed to have truly integrated into the role of the baron, leaning back in his chair, "You guys are working in vain."

The old butler seemed to want to say something, but was directly interrupted by Qi Xuansu: "There is no place for you to speak here."

The old housekeeper had no choice but to swallow back the words that came to his lips, and glanced at Qi Xuansu deeply again.

Rose seemed to see something clue and slammed to his feet.

A powerful momentum came to the face.

This is the breath of alchemical arcane.

Qi Xuansu disagreed: "What do you want to do in my territory? Do you want to fight me?"

The old butler couldn't care about Qi Xuansu's anger for the time being, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Men belonging to the baron also appeared outside the hall.

Rose sneered, "Your Excellency, you seem to be very sick, huh?"

Qi Xuansu was still sitting on the sofa: "That's not something that your pile of broken copper and iron can compete with."

The corners of Rose's mouth curled, "Oh? I don't think so. Ramon, I'll give you one last chance. Do you think that if you put a hat on yourself called 'Baron, you are a real nobleman?' Everyone knows that every penny of your money is not clean, you are just a stinky rat hiding in a *** ditch, who do you think you are? Untouchables."

Qi Xuansu said calmly, "If my money is not clean, will your money be clean? Are those prosperity piled up with white bones and blood so clean? Who are you to laugh at me? Mr. Noble Justice Officer."

Rose's playful smile turned into annoyance, and as if he saw the baron's bluff in front of him, he punched Qi Xuansu's face.

The old butler next to him had his pupils constricted and was about to make a move, but sadly found that he had no time to stop it, and as a result, this clumsy adventurer would be blown out of the head by Rose and turned into a headless corpse, which also meant that the baron's plan was completely ruined.

But the next moment, the old butler's remorse turned into shock.

Because Rose's fist stopped when it was still a dozen centimeters away from Qi Xuansu's face door, Qi Xuansu's five fingers were firmly clenched on his wrist, making the modified prosthetic arm unable to move.

Qi Xuansu's method of military solution brought the inheritance of the acquired immortals to Wu Niang's body, including the inheritance of martial arts.

The five steam "magistrates" brought by Rose immediately stepped forward, only to see a flash of fire.

Under the high temperature, these five "magistrates" directly turned into molten iron, but the flames did not affect the hall in the slightest, this kind of control ability is really amazing.

This is the flame from Wu Niang itself.

Wu Niang appeared next to Qi Xuansu, stroked her palms and smiled, "Okay, it's burned well. Burn five first, then five."