"Have someone summon Huang Batian to me!"
Lin Xue gave instructions to the maids waiting outside the door, and soon Huang Batian came running over like a lackey.
"Master, you called me by name, is there something you need?"
After Huang Batian entered, he first knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Xue, then asked respectfully.
Do you know what a restaurant is?
Lin Xue sat in her seat without even lifting her eyelids, but slowly asked a question.
"I know, isn't that Jiu Xiang the young lady of the tavern? She's been fawning over the princess a lot lately."
Huang Batian completely disregarded the aroma of the wine.
Who is the head of his household?
Wanting to be your master's lackey isn't so easy!
First, you need a powerful background; then you need a keen eye for reading people; and finally, you must be quick-witted.
You need to understand the micro-expressions and subtle movements of the homeowners, and you need to be able to read people's minds.
If you fail even one of these requirements, you're not just here to be a lackey, you're practically offering yourself up for execution.
Their master is a lawless figure; from royalty to commoners, who dares not fear him!
It can be said that Huang Batian had come to regard himself as Ye Linxue's lackey from the bottom of his heart.
It was precisely because of his deep hypnosis that Huang Batian was able to stay by the original owner's side.
Over the years, many people around the original owner have died, but these few lackeys have stood firmly by her side. Not only did they not die, they have become better and better off.
Each one of them is the cream of the crop.
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