357: C357 Bamboo Stick

C357 Bamboo Stick

When the crowd of guests heard An Yan's words, they also felt that it made sense. They immediately shifted their gaze towards Xue Ze, eager to hear what he had to say next.

Xue Ze's expression did not change as he snorted coldly, "Who would believe what you just said? Everyone pays with their own hands when they do business, yet you say I'm letting you take it home? It was simply nonsense! A Thief was a Thief! "If you hand the things back to me right now, for Old Master Ann's birthday, we won't pursue this matter anymore. Otherwise, hmph!"

"Don't be so unreasonable! There are so many cameras in Treasure Seeking Auction House, they must have recorded the scene of our trade! This proves that I am not lying! "

Xue Ze's face slightly changed when he heard that, and said indifferently: "Stop joking around! If there's a problem with the surveillance cameras, it must be because of you! "

Having said that, many people with discerning eyes understood Xue Ze's tone. Today, they came to the An clan's birthday banquet to cause trouble!

An Yan said something, and Xue Ze replied with a "go back". Obviously, he was going to take a bite out of it after seeing the dishes.

However, who was it that gave them the confidence to find trouble with Old Master Ann's birthday? Wasn't this simply courting death?

Old Master Ann stroked his grizzled beard. Naturally, he heard the loopholes in Wu Tie's words and his eye sockets shrunk. He was in a bad mood.

An Guoliang naturally saw the old man's strange expression. With a gloomy face, he stood up and berated: "Xue Ze! My An clan has no relation to your Treasure Chosen Auction House, yet you are actually so crazy today to come and provoke my An clan! "Letter …

After hearing the order, a cold light flashed across An Lixin's eyes. With a fierce step, he arrived in front of Xue Ze and the others. His face was as cold as ice.

"All of you, get out!"

"You … What do you want? Was this how the An clan was? "Let me tell you, I, Xue Ze, will …"

Xue Ze could feel the hostility emanating from An Lixin's body. It was a sharp aura that had been on the battlefield for decades and was dyed with blood and frost. Xue Ze could not help but stiffen his face and subconsciously took a few steps back while shouting unhappily.

But before he could finish, he took another step forward, his face grim.

An extremely strong wave of energy rushed towards his opponent like an enormous wave that blotted out the sky.

Ren Qianyuv was sitting not far away. He was very clear about the strength of both sides.

Xue Ze indeed had some ability to rely on. With only three levels of inner strength, he was as weak as an ant in front of An Lixin with nine levels of inner strength. He couldn't even take a single blow from him.

Rip!

The next second, Xue Ze's clothes on his back were torn apart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. It was as if someone had pulled out his spine.

After a long while, he finally stood up again with the support of his servant.

"Now, you can scram!"

At this moment, An Lixin finally opened his mouth and spoke in a tone that did not allow for any discussion.

"Great!" Your An clan can be considered powerful in this battle, but this will not be the end of it! I'll be back! Just you wait! "

An Lixin didn't waste any more time, he took another step forward, and Xue Ze was so scared that he scrambled outside with the support of a servant.

"Humph!" Even a group of trash like you couldn't tell clearly where this place is, and yet you dare to beat us up. If it wasn't for the fact that we didn't see blood at this birthday banquet, you wouldn't have dared to act so atrociously here! "

Watching Xue Ze's back as he ran away, An Guoliang snorted lightly. He didn't care much about this clown.

Xue Ze's disturbance not only didn't disgrace the An clan in the slightest, but instead displayed the exceptional strength of the An clan. It could be considered as having gained face in front of the guests.

As the leader of the family, An Guoliang was very satisfied.

Soon, the ceremony was over. Logically speaking, the banquet should be starting soon.

However, An Guoliang clearly didn't have any intentions of starting the banquet. Instead, he turned his gaze towards Ren Qianyuv and the other two.

"Ann Huabiao, even though the old man hasn't accepted you yet, you're all descendants of the An clan and have come here specifically to celebrate your birthday. Why haven't you prepared a congratulatory present yet?"2

As soon as he finished his sentence, the banquet site, which was originally quiet because of Xue Ze's departure, became lively once again.

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