Not far away, a man in a wheelchair was walking towards them.
The man was dressed in a dark blue Tang-style robe, with long, loose hair. He was thin and frail, and his pale face was full of sickly air. Yet, it was this frail man who gave Mr. Xu a chilling feeling all over his body.
Mr. Xu's hand froze in mid-air, unsure whether to go up or down, and his face, which had lost its elasticity and was drooping slightly, began to twitch.
He finally lowered his hand, frowning, and said coldly.
"Who are you?"
After all, President Xu's status and position are such that he can't possibly squeeze into Pei Fengzhi's circle. Pei Fengzhi is usually extremely low-key and rarely appears in front of the media or magazines. Many people have heard of Master Pei's name, but very few have actually seen Pei Fengzhi's face.
But Jiang Yinglin, who had been leisurely leaning against the wall, ready to watch the show, suddenly stood up straight, lowered his head, faced Pei Fengzhi, and respectfully greeted him.
"Ninth Master!"
Mr. Xu was shocked and opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
After a long while, he finally bowed to Pei Fengzhi, his back hunched, and spoke in a low voice, his tongue tied in knots.
"Ninth Master...you...why did you come out? Is it because Xingxue didn't serve you well? Is there anything else you need? Just tell me, and I'll have someone arrange it right away!"
That arrogant attitude followed by obsequiousness was something you'd probably never show even when serving your own father.
Zhang Yuan was completely dumbfounded when she saw Pei Fengzhi.
Although she was Chen Xingxue's employee, the room was always cleared before Pei Fengzhi arrived. Pei Fengzhi's private room was either personally attended to by Chen Xingxue or by her most trusted subordinates when she was unavailable. Ordinary employees would never have the chance to see Pei Fengzhi.
She had always imagined Pei Fengzhi to be a burly, imposing figure, perhaps even a gangster boss, with a scar on his eye or face.
But reality was clearly completely different from what she had imagined.
The person in front of him exuded a gentle aura. Although he was sickly, he had an innate air of nobility. Moreover, Pei Fengzhi also had such a handsome face.
Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up, and she leaned in almost without thinking.
"Ninth Master, not all the dishes you ordered have been served yet. Please let me know if you would like to order anything else."
Before Zhang Yuan could finish speaking, Jiang Yinglin reached out and stopped her from stepping forward, coldly interrupting her.
"No one is allowed to come within three meters of Master Jiu. Anyone who violates this rule will bear the consequences!"
Zhang Yuan was so frightened by the sudden burst of sharp and wary aura emanating from Jiang Yinglin that she took a few steps back, her face turning extremely pale. However, she didn't dare to argue with someone of Jiang Yinglin's status, so she could only whisper and shrink her neck as she spoke.
"I'm an employee of the store... is that not allowed either?"
Jiang Yinglin didn't say anything more, but gave a wink, and a bodyguard stepped forward and dragged Zhang Yuan away.
Zhang Yuan immediately tensed up.
"What...what are you going to do...where are you taking me? Let me go, don't touch me!"
Zhang Yuan also realized that something was wrong and couldn't help but feel terrified.
But before she could say anything, her mouth was stuffed with a rag by the bodyguard.
"Waaaaah..."
She could only whimper and struggle, looking at Mr. Xu with teary eyes, hoping that he would help her out of consideration for their past relationship.
After all, this Master Pei is a legendary ruthless bodhisattva who speaks Buddhist mantras and holds prayer beads, yet can strike with deadly precision.
She was taken away like this today; her chances of survival are slim.
Zhang Yuan never expected that President Xu, who had been so gentle and obedient to her before, would not only not plead for her at this moment, but would not even dare to look at her again, hanging his head like a quail.
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly to herself, feeling incredibly foolish for misjudging a man who truly loved her.
As Zhang Yuan was taken away, President Xu shrank back a few steps, wishing he could disappear into the ground, afraid of being noticed by Pei Fengzhi.
Although he was unaware of the relationship between Pei Fengzhi and Ye Ningwan, he was well aware that daring to make a move in front of Pei Fengzhi would be a violation of Pei Fengzhi's taboo, and Pei Fengzhi would naturally not let him off easily.
However, just as President Xu was about to retreat to the safety door in the corner of the corridor, Jiang Yinglin, who had been standing there with his head down and not saying a word, suddenly blocked his way, a sinister smile curving his lips, his peach blossom eyes unusually wicked.
"Mr. Xu, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Haven't you been wanting to see Master Jiu all this time? Why are you trying to run away now that you've finally met him?"
Mr. Xu's face twitched, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
He looked at Jiang Yinglin with a hint of fear, then knelt down on the ground with a thud and cried out to Pei Fengzhi.
"Ninth Master, Ninth Master, please spare me! I really didn't know it was you, otherwise I wouldn't dare to be so arrogant in front of you even if you had a hundred lives. Just ignore me!"
Jiang Yinglin looked at President Xu, who had slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud, and couldn't help but snort coldly. He touched his nose and thought to himself.
That old man probably still doesn't know why he offended Master Jiu!
Pei Fengzhi had already reached Ye Ningwan. He pulled Ye Ningwan up and down and looked her over. After confirming that Ye Ningwan was not injured, he gave President Xu a gentle smile.
"You must be the younger brother of Zhang Laosan's third wife, right?"
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