Chapter 1825 Meditation on Nostalgia

"I'm not worried about her. He knows it, but he still lets the people I sent beside him."

The look of the Temple King revealed a lot of worries, and his tone gradually did not become solemn.

"Then Yang Chen is indeed a talent, but if it cannot be used for us, it will be a disaster."

The young man's voice was very low, but the coldness revealed in it caused the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

Especially when talking about the word Yang Chen, the uncovered anger was released directly from his body.

"What the military advisor said is reasonable. In this case, the military advisor has already made an idea, and the matter will be fully handed over to you this time."

The Temple King waved his hand to the military advisor, then turned around and left through the inner door.

The military advisor standing there looked at the direction of the gate with his eyes. The horror that passed through his eyes made the person in front of him look even more weird.

Royal Capital, Xuancang Pavilion.

Since Jing Yan left, Yang Chen, who was staying in the room, was bored and came downstairs leisurely.

Looking at the group of young men and men drinking and chatting, I consciously found a place in the corner and watched.

At this moment, a position not far from them, the young man wearing brocade suddenly overturned the table in front of him.

The candied pastries on it spilled all over the floor, and the movement quickly attracted the attention of people around.

Everyone widened their eyes and watched the situation in front of them. After all, Zhuang Huan's incident had already sounded a wake-up call to everyone.

"Where did you come from? You dare to smash your Si Shi's place."

The young man standing there looked cynical, pale as paper. Even so, he could not hide the arrogance in his tone.

The arrogant attitude was reflected in everyone present, and facing him was a man who looked thin and weak and aggrieved.

I don’t know if it’s because the clothes on her don’t fit very well, and when worn on her, it makes his face look petite.

Because of the man's loud roar in front of him, the thin man was so scared that he stepped back hard, and his pitiful eyes seemed to be glancing at him, very uneasy.

Before Yang Chen could see clearly what was going on in front of him, the man who had just shouted loudly had already stepped forward and raised his hand to grab the person in front of him.

He looked very thin but his movements were particularly rude. He directly carried the clothes on the neck of the thin man in front of him and picked him up.

The thin man who was picked up struggled to pat the hand on his neck, but he couldn't even struggle. He was at a loss.

"Let me go, let me go!"

The thin man struggled, making a subtle shouting sound from his mouth.

None of the people watching around dared to go up. The Si family, one of the three major families in the royal capital, was shouting loudly just now.

The power is slightly better than the previous Zhuang Huan's dealer, otherwise he wouldn't have been clamoring for so long that no one would have paid attention to him.

"You young boy is actually capable of ruining your interest in drinking. If you don't take your kid out today, you will be treated as my food."

Seeing that no one around stopped him, the arrogant man became even more arrogant and his strength was deepening little by little.

Suddenly, he held his hand directly to the thin man's neck.

"It's really tender and tender. My neck is so thin that people who don't know think you are a woman."

The moment when his hands were pinching his neck, the arrogant man shouted at the thin man without hesitation.

All the guests present heard his voice, and the thin man looked at the surroundings with a helpless look.

He quickly stopped his eyes on Yang Chen, who was sitting there with a cold face.

Yang Chen looked here, his eyes narrowly resting on the hand that the arrogant man grabbed the thin man's neck.

"Mr. Yang, this is a little more important than the young master of Zhuang before. In order not to cause trouble for the Pavilion Master, you should not take action without authorization."

Just when Yang Chen was about to try, a guy who came to serve tea whispered in his ear.

Since Jing Yan gave up his life, everyone in Xuancang Pavilion knew that Mr. Yang was a distinguished guest of the Pavilion Master.

The guy who came to serve the tea saw that Yang Chen was eager to think about his move, and originally wanted to remind him.

However, what was unexpected was Yang Chen's ignorance, and even his hands that poured tea couldn't help but froze.

Yang Chen, who was in front of him, smiled indifferently, and the next second, the teacup in his hand flew out and hit the hand that was holding someone else's neck tightly.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground with weightlessness, but his breathing became smoother and smoother. The thin man who stood up subconsciously ran towards Yang Chen.

He suddenly got behind him, holding Yang Chen's back tightly with his hands, and his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Yang Chen did not expect that the thin man was so fast. When he came to his senses, he had already come behind him.

"Who are you? You actually meddled with other people's business and dared to block my way."

The arrogant man who had a pain in his wrist had no time to react to what had happened, he realized that the person who was holding his hand suddenly escaped.

The direction of the escape was still the table not far from them. His anger suddenly rose.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Chen, and every cell in his body was clamoring, as if he was about to rush past the next second.

The guests around them all widened their eyes and recognized the acquaintances. The person who played chess with the Si family was exactly the person who played chess with Mr. Zhuang that day.

"Yang's single name is Chen. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to make it so difficult for someone to be so embarrassed?"

Yang Chen's hands tried to push away the hands that were on his clothes, and he could do nothing if he had done his best.

I could only look up and deal with the young master Si in front of me, smiling, and looking particularly worthy of beating, as if something had not happened just now.

"You are smiling with me here. You beat me up just now. I would like to advise you that if you hand over the people behind you now and kneel down and kowtow to me and apologize, I can spare your life."

The young master of the Si family was domineering and did not notice the change in Yang Chen's face at all.

Hearing this request, the crowd of people watching the show made a sigh, and they all turned their slightly nervous eyes to Yang Chen.

Want to know what he will do next.

Who would have thought that Yang Chen, who was standing there, just sneered a trace of sneer on the corner of his mouth, and Youshui looked at the young master of the Si family.
Chapter completed!