"Why don't you speak? Is it because you are scared or because you don't understand people?"
"You don't dare to take off your mask when you enter the guild? Isn't he an ugly monster or a fugitive?"
Jin Huizhong's servants were not stupid and did not find trouble with the second young master of the Yang family. They just kept scolding Wei Jing. Of course, it was impossible for them to do anything in this place, but when they saw the other party's lack of reaction, they thought it was a sign of fear. The arrogance is even greater.
Until a servant pointed at Zhou Chihong and said: "Look, you are also the companion of the masked man. You have mud on your feet and patched clothes all over your body. If you want to live a good life, kneel down in front of Master Jin, otherwise..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish his words, Wei Jing slapped him in the face. The powerful impact caused him to fly into the air and crash into the guild's door. The sudden situation also caused others to stop what they were doing. , look at this eight-parter, do you think no one is meddling in other people’s business? Because that butcher girl is here.
And Wei Jing suddenly appeared in the air and pulled his feet and said, "Who told you to leave?" He pulled him back and lay down in front of Zhou Chihong.
He took Cheng Dao on his back in his hand, quickly inserted it into the ground next to the servant's head, pointed at Zhou Chihong and said, "I apologize, you just scolded him."
The sound made was also very loud, and people around the guild hall were surprised when they saw the situation. He actually took action in the guild; some were watching the show; some were concerned about the eight hangings; some were dismissive; some raised their eyebrows and had fun. etc.
The servants of Jin Huizhong only want one thing. They didn’t respond to the scolding you just now. He just scolded your companion and you took action. Is it true or false?
The servant lying on the ground saw the cold eyes revealed in the other person's mask and the murderous intent of the weapon piercing his face, and he stammered: "This...this sir! I'm...sorry!"
When Wei Jing saw the other party apologizing, he also pulled Cheng Dao out and carried it on his back. Behind him, Miss Tu, who belonged to the Medical Plant Guild, had already taken out her abacus, quickly moved it up and down and said to him: "It destroyed the guild's precious floor and materials; Chapter 3, Article 7 of the rules set by the guild: You cannot actively attack each other in the guild; if you use weapons..."
While she was making calculations, Jin Huizhong had already asked someone to help the servant who was lying on the ground. He only had superficial injuries, indicating that the other party had not done anything serious.
There was no other plot where his father and brother must be so-and-so. He knew that there would be an explanation for him in the guild, but he curiously asked: "Why? You take action when your companion is scolded. You didn't react when you were scolded before, you don't look like an impulsive person."
Wei Jing tilted his head and said seriously: "Your companions and family members, won't you get angry when someone scolds you? It's normal to take action for the other party."
Jin Huizhong was speechless for a moment, because in terms of interests, the relationship between the Jin family is the least important, especially the Jin family's lack of background. Otherwise, the second young master would not be fighting birds and playing pipes in the inn, but came to take the assessment of the herbalist. Is there really nothing to do?
Girl Tu's moving fingers stopped. She looked at Wei Jing and said, "The compensation is five hundred taels." Zhou Chihong's eyes widened, and he saw that the abacus seemed to be smoking, as if he couldn't understand how to calculate it. .
Wei Jing happily took out five silver notes from his sleeves and gave them to the other party. Miss Tu raised her beautiful crescent eyebrows and accepted them without mistake. She said: "Because you hurt someone, it's a good thing." There is no big problem with the other party, but when you become a herbalist, your points will be deducted by fifty points, unless you have a fifth-level herbalist or herbalist who writes a letter of mercy for you."
In fact, there are points in different guilds. They can only be obtained by accepting and completing the tasks assigned by the guild.
Most of the uses are to redeem some precious and rare things with guilds; for example, the Medical Plant Guild may be for precious herbs; the Weapon Refining Guild may be for rare metals; the Skillful Hands Guild may be for rare cloth weaving technology, etc.
At this time, a gentle voice said: "Master Liu's letter of plea will be handed over to you later."
Everyone looked at an elegant figure, and they were dumbfounded. Not only them, but also the scattered people in the lobby, because the seven-line tree totem pattern was embroidered on their outer robes.
Zhou Chihong and Yang Chucheng immediately clasped their fists and lowered their heads and said, "I have met the seventh-level herbalist. Sir, you are well." The word "worship" was already written on Miss Tu's eyes.
Concubine Song Qing said: "Excuse me. Mr. Liu, how are you doing?"
Jin Huizhong's servants were still trembling and imagining that things were not true, but as Wei Jing nodded, they all knelt down in shock.
Their master's forehead was dripping with sweat as he paid homage to the other person. He lowered his head without raising his head. It was really hard for him to raise his head up without waiting for the other person's answer.
When Concubine Song Qing saw this, she would not embarrass him for such a trivial matter, and said casually: "Without courtesy, please tell them to get up!" The servants just got up, and some of them had weak legs and had no strength and had to be helped up by others.
They all bowed their heads behind their master. When Jin Huizhong wanted to speak, Miss Tu had already said, "Sister Qing Fei, I haven't seen you for a long time. How long will we stay here this time?"
Concubine Song Qing said friendlyly: "I should stay for a while, sister Makoto, but my work at the service desk has not changed."
Tu Zhenqin curled his lips and said, "Dad said that you can best understand the reality of things in the lobby. He also said that you can train your eyesight to see people. I don't want to think about the disadvantages of a big girl who is often outside."
President Tu laughed loudly at this time and said: "If you have a daughter who tells others that her father is wrong, Master Song will make you laugh by giving up your daughter."
Song Qingfei said gently: "Sister Makoto's skills are also good, how can she make people laugh."
At this time, President Tu turned the topic to Jin Huizhong and said, "That's right! Because there are other ridiculous people." He knew that Mr. Song could not care about them, but the president of the guild saw the seventh-level herbalist taking the initiative to pay a visit to Master Ming. If a person is offended, he cannot pretend that he has not seen it.
Jin Huizhong was not an idiot. He immediately lowered his head to the cat-face masked Wei Jing and clasped his fists, saying, "I was negligent in disciplining my servant. Please don't take offense, Mr. Liu."
Why didn't Wei Jing understand the other party's thoughts? He was left with a bad impression by the seventh-level herbalist and the president of the Medical Plant Guild. And in a place like the lobby where information flows, if things are not handled well, the family may treat you like this when you go back. [Future] herbal medicine master will solve it.
He also beat people, and there was nothing untoward. He waved his hand and said, "The matter is over, and the duel just mentioned will be revealed in front of thousands of people."
Jin Huizhong made a fist-cup salute and said goodbye to Mr. Song and President Tu and left immediately. Not only did he want to learn the art of planting medicine, but fortunately the other party didn't study it further, otherwise President Tu wouldn't mind leaving me here. What a seventh level herbalist.
After he left, the atmosphere became a little more relaxed. Zhou Chihong and Yang Chucheng did not expect that this new person they met had a friend who was a seventh-level herbalist.
When Wei Jing introduced them, Zhou Chihong just nodded like a fool and gave the other party the grass carp hanging on his body. Fortunately, the other party's maid accepted it to avoid embarrassment.
Yang Chucheng is better, after all, he also has an elder brother who is a herbalist in his family, but his brother is only very happy to meet a fourth-level herbalist, but now he is facing a seventh-level herbalist.
He was also a little panicked. Fortunately, the other person was not a person who emphasized etiquette. Otherwise, he would have to know that different people have different rules.
The two of them had starry eyes, watching Wei Jing talk to each other calmly. When would it be him? And Yang Chucheng wanted to know if the other party came over on his own initiative. Was it Wei Jing's status or ability that attracted the other party?
