The shopkeeper's words made him feel that the eyes of those around him were full of ridicule.
“Bang!”
He slapped the counter and glared at the shopkeeper:
"You'd better think before you speak! Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?!"
The shopkeeper's face remained smiling: "Young Master, no matter who you are, the rules are the rules."
"This is the young master of the Dingyuan Marquis family! How dare you speak to him like that? You're done!"
The boys behind the chubby boy also blushed.
This group of people often wander the streets, showing off by using their ancestors' identities.
Most people are timid and don't dare to speak loudly to them, and flatter them.
This was the first time they met a small shopkeeper who didn't give them face!
"Greetings, Young Master Hou." The shopkeeper saluted with his fists clasped.
The young boy raised his chin and felt extremely happy listening to the exclamations of the people around him.
"Humph! Now that you know my identity, you want to please me..."
"I'm sorry, Master Hou. Our restaurant doesn't offer private rooms to others unless someone has made a reservation. Please forgive me, Master."
The chubby boy hadn't finished speaking when he heard what the shopkeeper said.
His chubby face flushed crimson. "You, you, you... someone, come here! Smash this shop for me! I want to see who has the final say on these rules!"
The servants who had been following behind him stepped forward and were about to take action.
"stop!"
Xiaojiu frowned, stood by the railing, and looked down at the building below.
"Wenle, are you looking for death?!"
Wenle is the young master of the Marquis' Mansion.
"Who dares to..."
Wenle looked up angrily.
When he saw the person standing by the railing, his face turned pale.
"Cousin...cousin..."
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