Chuanqi spoke cautiously amid Liang Meng's anger.
Liang Meng didn't answer, but just raised her eyelids and glanced at him.
"The hall master can try to recover with spiritual power."
The legendary idea came up at such a bad time that Liang Meng had forgotten that he was now the head of Yunmeng Hall and the only, no, not the only one now, one of only two people with spiritual power in the ancient Zhou Yuan Dynasty.
Liang Meng smiled broadly after hearing this, although the smile was not very obvious on his fat face.
He took two steps back, twirled his fingers in the air, and chanted a spell with excitement and anticipation.
However, there was no response!
Liang Meng looked down at his still obese body, and cast the spell again in disbelief.
Still, no response!!
"how so?"
Liang Meng lowered his head and stammered, unwilling to accept the fact that spiritual power was useless to him.
Suddenly I want to cry!!
Is the head of Yunmeng Hall sure to be supreme?
Why does she feel so aggrieved?
"Master."
The legendary cutie spoke again.
Liang Meng looked at Chuanqi's sincere eyes and guessed that he wanted to comfort herself.
He shook his head and waved his hand at the legend.
It means that she doesn't need any comfort and has already accepted this cruel fact.
Legend, who has never been able to understand the true meaning of his leader, still maintained a basic level this time.
"Master, the guests are coming soon, please go over there early."
Liang Meng's face was filled with disbelief:???
What about comfort? What about care?
I'm in this condition, but you still urge me to work. Where is humanity?
As soon as the legendary words fell, he saw disbelief turning into anger and finally into frustration in the small eyes of his family's head.
Legend tilted his head, trying to guess what his leader meant.
"Does the Hall Master need to stay in seclusion for a day?"
"unnecessary!"
With a wave of Xiaopang's hand, the hall master's sense of responsibility instantly exploded.
I am the head of Yunmeng Hall, revered by all beast spirits in this Zhou Yuan.
What's wrong with being a little fat? What's wrong with being a little ugly?
"Let's go to the front hall."
Liang Meng raised her hands to tie her hair up, but her fat arms and hands were not strong enough to do it.
After several failures, Liang Meng threw her hair back forcefully, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, walked into the yard, stood at the back door of the front hall for a moment, and then stepped in.
After pushing three times, Liang Meng still couldn't squeeze into the chair.
For the last time, Liang Meng took a deep breath, tucked in his stomach, and sat down with even more force. Before he even sat in, the chair creaked twice in protest.
Liang Meng gave up. The broken chair was no big deal, and falling was no big deal either. The key point was that he would lose face if he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Liang Meng originally wanted to stand with his hands behind his back, in a more respectable posture, so that at least the guests would see him as the head of the hall who still had prestige.
But his face turned red and he didn't put on a cool and majestic posture.
In the end, Liang Meng gave up completely and stood with his shoulders slumped, leaning against the table.
Do whatever pose you like.
According to legend, there were two guests today.
But what Liang Meng could never have imagined was that he could successfully deal with today's guest without spending any of his spiritual power.
This can probably be recorded in the history of Yunmeng Hall.
The first one was a plump, fair-skinned girl whose features, though not particularly striking, were by no means unattractive.
The girl came in with her head lowered, and said softly, "Master," and was about to kneel down.
Liang Meng quickly stopped him.
The girl then looked up, and when she saw Liang Meng, her eyes were filled with frank shock.
She probably never imagined that the legendary hall master would be like this, with no figure and no looks, and even worse than herself.
"I wonder why you came to Yunmeng Hall?"
Liang Meng coughed twice, his voice still quite dignified, and tried his best to ignore the obvious disdain in the girl's eyes.
In terms of body shape, we are about the same level, so let's not look down on each other, okay?
Unexpectedly, the girl bowed again and said goodbye.
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