C1823 A Terrifying Ability to Imagine Things
A moment later, Zhao Jiang left with his tail between his legs.
Lu Yi and the five guards followed him.
When Zhao Jiang left, he did not have any conflict with Ye Meng.
He did not say anything vicious either. He really came over excitedly and left with his tail between his legs.
Although Zhao Jiang did not want to do this, the cruel reality forced him to do so.
Because the backlash from his Yuan energy wasn't a small matter.
If he still dared to fight Ye Meng under such circumstances, he would simply be courting his own death.
Furthermore, if Zhao Jiang could not heal this backlash as soon as possible, it might cause a huge sequela that might even affect the Cultivation.
Therefore, how could Zhao Jiang dare to stay here for long?
Since Zhao Jiang had already left, Lu Yi and the five guards naturally could not stay any longer.
Thus, they also left.
As for Wu Yue, the waiter, and all the other guests, how would they dare to continue treating Ye Meng as a Origin Beast?
Although, they were still extremely afraid in their hearts. But even the five guards did not care about this matter, what else could they do?
Hence, the arrest of the Origin Beast had completely turned into a farce.
After exiting the inn, Lu Yi asked Zhao Jiang in a low voice.
"Mister Zhao, who was that young master just now? How could he be so respectful to you?"
Upon hearing Lu Yi's words, Zhao Jiang felt extremely depressed in his heart.
Do you think I want to do this?
However, Zhao Jiang, who had such a good reputation, wouldn't dare to speak the truth.
If he really told the truth, Wouldn't he lose all his face?
In the future, would the nobles of Tianfeng City still respect him as much as they did in the past?
The answer was obviously no.
Therefore, not only would Zhao Jiang not reveal the truth, he would also lie for his actions just now.
Therefore, he stammered for a long time before giving Ye Meng a suitable identity.
"Shh, lower your voice. That's a real big shot!"
Lu Yi was shocked when he heard Zhao Jiang's words.
He quickly asked, "Big shot, how big is he? "Is there someone with a greater background than you, Mr. Zhao?"
It wasn't that Lu Yi didn't believe Zhao Jiang's words. It was because he was a person with shallow knowledge. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent to Heavenly Wind City to be the commander of the five armies.
One had to know that those who could become the commanders of the five armies were mostly true scions of noble families.
Besides the commanders of the five armies of a small border city like Tianfeng City.
When Zhao Jiang heard this, he glared at Lu Yi.2
"Why are you asking so many questions? You only need to know that this lord is someone who even our little duke has to retreat from!"
"Hiss!"
When Lu Yi heard this, he instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
In the next moment, he madly imagined Ye Meng's identity in his mind.
"Someone who can make the young duke retreat must have a family background that is stronger than Duke Nanshan!"
"In our big dynasty, there are only a few aristocrats who are more powerful than Duke Nanshan, but these aristocrats don't seem to be enough to make the young duke back away."
"Could it be..."
Lu Yi was shocked by his own thoughts.
"Royal family, this young master is a member of the royal family!"
"That's right, he must be. It was said that the Eleventh Prince, who had just been conferred the title of King Ji by His Majesty. He is only seven years old. This is a perfect match for his age! "
"Furthermore, Prince Ji seems to be patrolling his fiefdom, and his fiefdom just so happens to be adjacent to our Tianfeng City!"
Thinking of this, Lu Yi suddenly came to a realization.
In the next moment, he couldn't help but feel deeply convinced by his sharp deduction.
"No, Prince Ji has come to our Tianfeng City. As the commander of the five armies, if I don't show you my hospitality, how can I accept it?"
"Besides, the opportunity to hug Prince Ji's thigh is not something that can be found all the time. If I can't grasp such an excellent opportunity, how can I face myself?"
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