Eunuch Liu's melodious reading voice fell, and the lingering sound hovered between the beams and pillars.
There was a moment of dead silence in the White Tiger Hall.
The expression on Fang Mo's face did not fluctuate at all, as if what he heard was not the good news of promotion and wealth, but gossip about what to eat tonight.
On the other hand, Qian Dagui next to him had his mung bean eyes widened, the fat on his face trembled, and then he burst out into a burst of extremely inappropriate laughter.
"Hey! Hey hey hey!"
Qian Dagui rubbed his hands together, looking even happier than when he picked up the money, "Boss! It's amazing! It's amazing! Not only did you not get into trouble for killing that bastard surnamed Lei, but you took advantage of his shortcomings and got promoted!"
He twisted his plump body and rushed to Eunuch Liu in a few steps. Regardless of any rules and regulations, he snatched the bright yellow roll of Imperial Decree.
"Bring it here!" Qian Dagui was like appreciating antiques, holding Imperial Decree and looking at the candlelight, clicking his tongue,
"This material, this workmanship, tsk tsk, it's just like that. It's similar to the ones we have on the bottom of the box."
Eunuch Liu Looking at the empty hands, the face that always had a fake smile finally froze.
As a eunuch who delivers decrees in the palace, he is not being held up and worshiped by others wherever he goes. Have you ever seen such a vulgar and rude person?
"Young Master Qian!" Eunuch Liu said in a sharp voice, "This is Imperial Decree! It needs to be enshrined..."
"Okay, okay, stop making noises." Qian Dagui waved his hand as if to shoo away flies, casually rolled Imperial Decree into a ball, and stuffed it into his sleeve, "You still want to worship? We Old Qian Family have a basket full of these things, and some of them are even used to pad the corners of the table. You, an old man like you, treat it like a treasure."
Eunuch Liu was choked so much that his face turned red and his chest heaved violently.
If anyone else dared to say that, they would have been dragged out and chopped up long ago.
But this fat guy's last name is Qian, Jiangnan that Qian.
Although the imperial court was rich, its treasury was empty, and 30% of its annual military expenditures had to rely on that old monster of the Qian family.
In front of this young master God of Wealth, even the father-in-law of the Palace had to swallow his anger.
"Young Master Qian is joking." Eunuch Liu suppressed his anger and turned to look at Fang Mo, who was still sitting on the chair, with a trace of sinisterness flashing in his eyes.
"Lord Fang, now that the decree has been announced, it's time for our family to go back and resume their lives. But..."
Fang Mo frowned. Old Eunuch still isn't leaving?
"Eunuch Liu What else can you do?" Fang Mo's fingers rested on the handle of the knife again, tapping rhythmically.
Seeing this, Eunuch Liu chuckled, leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said at a volume that only Fang Mo could hear, "Lord Fang, His Majesty In addition to this clear edict, there is also an oral edict that we specially asked our family to bring to you."
Fang Mo raised his eyelids and looked like a knife. "Say."
Eunuch Liu licked his lips, a pair of narrow eyes flashed with vicious light, and spoke slowly, "His Majesty Orally: Wen Punishment Department White Tiger Hall is the new Hundred Households Fang Mo, Pure and Filial. However... his father Fang Dashan Burial Ground, there may be changes in recent days. Please Fang Mo to find out the cause, so as not to cause the ancestors... no peace."
Boom--!!!
A substantial murderous aura erupted from Fang Mo's body without any warning.
It's like a silent volcano erupting in an instant.
Fang Mo's figure disappeared on the chair.
The next moment, he had appeared in front of Eunuch Liu.
The slender and powerful hand, which had once chopped off Lei Heng's head with a knife, firmly held Eunuch Liu's collar.
The huge momentum caused Eunuch Liu to fly backwards and hit the Nanmu Wood pillar in the hall hard.
Bang!
The pillars trembled and large amounts of dust fell.
"What did you say?"
Fang Mo's voice was deep and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
The pair of eyes that were originally Clear Distinction glowed faintly with red light at this moment, and the Geng Gold Killing Aura in the Lung Palace overflowed uncontrollably, forming a circle of platinum storm visible to the naked eye around him.
"What happened to my father's grave? Tell me clearly!"
Fang Mo's voice is no longer lazy as before, but has a harsh texture like metal friction.
A stream of Black Qi visible to the naked eye gushes out of his body, which is the killing intent mixed with Kidney Palace Nine Nether Water and Lung Palace Geng Gold energy.
This murderous aura was like a needle-like light that penetrated Eunuch Liu's pores crazily, causing all the blood in his body to solidify in an instant.
Although Eunuch Liu had some cultivation, under Fang Mo's violent Sha Qi's suppression, he actually felt that the meridians throughout his body were about to be cut off.
He finally felt fear as he looked at the ferocious ghost-like face so close to him.
His calves began to sway uncontrollably, and his pale face was dripping with cold sweat.
"Fang...Lord Fang..." Eunuch Liu breathed hard, with a trembling voice, "Our... villain is just a messenger... I really don't know! Don't... don't embarrass the villain!"
The Golden Gourd Warrior around wanted to step forward, but were blocked by Iron Bull and Old Yan.
Iron Bull held the sledgehammer across his chest, and Boning Knife in Old Yan's hand was already dancing on his fingertips. As long as those warriors dared to move, there would be blood splashing five steps away.
Fang Mo stared at Eunuch Liu.
Soul Depth,[Still Water Mirror] Fully open.
The faint blue pool water reflected Eunuch Liu's frightened and twisted face. Every micro-expression and every contraction of the pupils were felt by Fang Mo.
Fear. Panic. At a loss.
No lies.
This old dog really didn't know the inside story, he was just used as a knife to stab Fang Mo in the heart.
"Huh..."
Fang Mo took a long breath, and the suffocating Sha Qi slowly converged.
He let go of his hand.
Eunuch Liu slid to the ground like mud, panting heavily, his eyes full of happiness and resentment for the rest of his life.
Fang Mo didn't look at him, but stretched out his hand to gently straighten Eunuch Liu's wrinkled clothes. The movement was so gentle and strange.
"I'm so rude to my father-in-law."
Fang Mo's voice returned to calmness, but beneath that calmness was a deeper chill.
"Now that the decree has been announced, father-in-law, please do as you please. This White Tiger Hall Sha Qi is heavy, be careful not to collide with it."
Eunuch Liu got up shivering and took a deep look at Fang Mo. He didn't even dare to say a word about the situation. He snorted coldly and left in a hurry with the team of Golden Gourd Warrior.
Wait until those eyesores are completely gone.
Qian Dagui then came closer and looked at Fang Mo with a worried look. "Boss... this..."
"It's okay."
Fang Mo waved his hand and interrupted him.
He raised his head and looked over the eaves of the White Tiger Hall to the dark night sky outside.
Dad's grave.
This is his reverse scale.
The group of people hiding in Huang Palace did not dare to touch him openly, so they made a fuss about the dead man.
This account has been recorded.
"Didn't you just say Yihong Pavilion?" Fang Mo turned around and put that cynical smile on his face again, but that smile looked cold.
"I beg you. Let's go!"