The same words spoken by different people often have different effects.
For example, Jing Zhe had heard the word "want" many times from his woman. Every time he heard these two words, no matter how tired he was, he would immediately be fully revitalized and full of energy.
But when he heard Magistrate Xu utter those two words, he felt goosebumps all over his body and wished he could slap him and send him away.
What the hell are you talking about, you're a man?
But she still glanced at him and sneered, "See, Prefect Xu is more reasonable! They say a wise man knows when to yield, no wonder Prefect Xu was able to become a prefect. It was a simple matter of mutual consent, you asked and I gave, why make it so complicated!"
Magistrate Xu felt no shame, but instead smiled ingratiatingly: "President Jing is too kind—but since President Jing has agreed, please give us the clothes quickly! This humble official really wants them!"
"..."
As mentioned before, there were no cell phones or cameras or similar recording devices in this era, so evidence relied on seeing is believing. As long as Jing Zhe shouted, allowing everyone to see Magistrate Xu and Madam Feng in such disheveled state, it wouldn't be necessary for anyone to guess the improper relationship between the two.
But if both of them put on clothes, they wouldn't be afraid anymore. What could Jing Zhe do then?
He went out and told them about the sordid things that happened between the two of them.
There were rumors in the city before that Feng Mubai was the illegitimate son of Prefect Xu, but he suppressed them in the end.
Or perhaps he would shout something to attract the attention of the people downstairs?
Please, if they were dressed properly, who would be afraid of being seen?
Therefore, clothing is the most important thing right now.
"Okay, since you want it so badly, I'll definitely give it to you!"
After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he raised his hand.
Magistrate Xu was overjoyed. He hadn't expected Jing Zhe to keep his word and actually return the clothes to them. He had already planned to turn his back on them as soon as he got the clothes back!
So what if someone holds a higher official position than me?
We can't force them to sell the restaurant, can we?
If he really dares to force me, that would be fine, but the people of Jiangling will drown him in their spittle!
Just as Magistrate Xu was feeling quite pleased with himself, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred!
A sudden gust of wind seemed to come, and the window behind him opened outwards. But what puzzled him was how the window could open from the inside out when the room was clearly a closed space.
Before he could think it through, Jing Zhe raised his other hand, and the clothes in his hand flew towards the window. Then, Magistrate Xu watched helplessly as their clothes flew out of the window.
"..."
At this moment, Jing Zhe said, "Prefect Xu, what a coincidence! I meant to throw the clothes to you, but I ended up throwing them out the window."
Anyone can make a mistake, but Jing Zhe won't.
All those actions were intentional.
Since crossing the sixth level of the realm, he has been able to freely transform his Qi into other realms, so opening windows remotely and throwing away some clothes is not difficult for him.
"..."
Prefect Xu remained silent, looking at Jing Zhe. Although his words seemed flawless, Jing Zhe's expression made it seem as if he was doing it on purpose.
"How about I go over and call out to have someone bring up the clothes of Prefect Xu and Madam Feng?"
"don't want!"
Prefect Xu immediately stopped him.
Are you kidding me? If someone comes up here and sees the two of them in such disheveled state, then everything will be over.
He'd rather be naked right now!
"Who's so inconsiderate as to litter like that?"
"Grandpa's been crushed! Grandson, come out and see!"
"If you don't apologize to Grandpa, believe me, Grandpa will beat you up right now!"
"..."
Just then, a shouting and cursing came from downstairs. It seemed that someone had been hit by clothes thrown down. But it was understandable, since it was lunchtime and there were pedestrians coming and going outside Feng's Restaurant. It was quite normal for someone to be hit by clothes thrown down.
But to say that someone was killed or injured by the falling clothes is a bit far-fetched. After all, how heavy are clothes? It's not a big deal if they hit you. So the person shouting downstairs is probably just making a fuss over nothing.
When Magistrate Xu came to the window, he didn't dare to stick his head out, for fear that someone would see his face. He quickly reached out and closed the window.
"Oh, you're closing the window, huh?"
"You've got some nerve, thinking you can hide from me just by closing the window?"
"Brothers, come with me upstairs and catch this guy. Let's teach him a lesson. Littering is shameful!"
"Come on, let's go together, it's on the fourth floor!"
"..."
Immediately afterwards, the noise downstairs stopped, indicating that they had indeed entered the building. However, Magistrate Xu was not nervous, because he knew that Manager Lin would never allow them to go upstairs.
The purpose of those people who were just shouting wasn't really to go upstairs. They just wanted to give them a free meal so they could settle things. Their real intention was something else entirely.
Jing Zhe also heard the commotion downstairs and spread his hands, saying, "I didn't shout that, Prefect Xu."
He then continued, "However, I'm about to call now, since you're unwilling to do business with me."
As he spoke, he walked towards the window.
"President Jing, no!"
Magistrate Xu quickly stepped in front of him.
"President Jing, we'll do this business!"
Jing Zhe glanced at him, secretly pleased, but kept a straight face and said, "Prefect Xu agreed to sell this Feng Family Restaurant to me? Can Prefect Xu keep his word?"
As he spoke, his gaze shifted back and forth between Madam Feng and Jing Zhe—Jing Zhe assured him that his purpose was merely to ask Madam Feng's consent, not to ogle her or take advantage of her, after all, the land deed for the restaurant was in her hands, and Jing Zhe was not that kind of person…
A quarter of an hour ago, Madam Feng would have been more than willing to let Jing Zhe admire her voluptuous figure. But now, when Jing Zhe's gaze intentionally or unintentionally fell on her exposed skin, she quickly reached out to cover half of her snow-white breast.
"I agree too!"
He muttered a sentence in a low voice, then turned his body to the side, leaving only his back to Jing Zhe.
pity…
Jing Zhe thought to himself.
"President Jing, now that we agree to sell the Feng Family Restaurant to you, how about we take a piece of clothing with us?"
At this moment, Magistrate Xu asked in a low voice.
He had barely finished speaking when Jing Zhe glared at him fiercely, so he immediately changed his tune, saying, "President Jing, if you won't let us take it, could you at least help us get one of our clothes? Our clothes are in the private room on the third floor!"
At this moment, Magistrate Xu was still scheming.
If either he or Madam Feng goes out, they will never come back. What can Jing Zhe do if he calls for help?
Alternatively, if Jing Zhe goes to get their clothes, he can take advantage of the opportunity to go down the side stairs and leave.
————
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com