Netherworld Castle, Tianjie Hall,

It's extremely lively here.

Fairy music surrounds the top of the head, and everyone below congratulates, and all kinds of gifts are piled up like mountains.

Long Xian'er sat on the main seat, her face full of arrogance, and there was a hint of happiness in her eyes.

This time, I really have a lot of face, and all the heavens and worlds come to pay my respects.

If the news spreads, it will definitely shock the world.

By then, the geniuses of the God Clan will definitely learn about this matter.

Maybe he will be afraid of her,

This is what she wants to see most.

Victory without fighting is the most powerful method.

She just wants to establish her own power first and make these people fear her and look up to her.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, another figure walked into the hall.

This is an old man, the old housekeeper,

After the old housekeeper came in, he immediately turned off Jiutian Xianyin.

The hall suddenly became quiet,

Countless people were in an uproar.

what's the situation?

They all looked up,

The fairy music in the sky has disappeared.

Who closed it? Looking for death?

Long Xian'er also raised an eyebrow.

Someone dared to disturb her elegance. Did she really not want to live?

She said to the person next to her: "Go and see, who is it?"

Her voice was extremely sharp.

If she finds out who dares to imprison Jiutian Xianyin, she will torture him to death.

A powerful dragon man next to him rushed over quickly.

Soon, he returned the same way,

His face became ugly.

He said: "He is the chief steward of the castle."

Those people around took a breath,

The great butler of the castle has an extremely extraordinary status.

He is a peak powerhouse himself.

No one dares to underestimate the other person.

Zhen Qianjue, who was sitting aside, stood up and walked forward.

He said: "It turns out to be the chief steward. I wonder what's the matter with you coming here?"

The housekeeper said expressionlessly: "Please move to another place."

What do you mean by changing a place?

Zhen Qianjue was stunned, and the other people also looked at each other.

The old housekeeper said: "We have opened the underground hall next to it. Please move over to it."

"As for the Tianjie Hall, we will take it back."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar: What happened?

Zhen Qianjue's face turned ugly.

Are they kicked out in the middle of the banquet? This is a slap in their face.

He immediately became angry.

He said coldly: "Butler, do you know what you are talking about?"

The chief steward has seen many scenes, and he is not angry at all.

He said calmly: "The incident happened suddenly, we will apologize."

"We won't charge a penny for all the expenses today."

"At the same time, we will send you a congratulatory gift and ask for your convenience."

This is considered as giving the other party a step down.

If the Nether Ancestor came, he wouldn't be so polite.

On any steps, he would have slapped everyone out.

In his eyes, Your Highness is the most important.

The ancestor didn't know that Mad God had a grudge against Long Tatian, and was also a sworn enemy of the True Dragon lineage.

If he had known, it probably wouldn't have been as simple as driving him out.

With the methods of an old demon like Ancestor Netherworld, even if he doesn't kill Zhen Qianjue and others, he will still torture them.

At this moment, the old housekeeper’s attitude is quite good!

However, the True Dragon Clan didn't think so.

They just feel like they've been slapped in the face, it's being targeted at them.

Long Xian'er's expression immediately changed.

The smile on her face disappeared, but was replaced by a touch of coldness.

She said coldly: "Let me leave? This is impossible."

"We can pay the fee as normal, or even give you double the amount."

"You should leave quickly and don't disturb my banquet."

The old housekeeper shook his head and said: "This is not a matter of money. We must take back the Tianjie Palace."

"We are going to entertain a more distinguished guest here."

More distinguished guests!

Everyone was stunned.

Who can be more noble than Long Xian'er?

Could it be those sons of gods?

Many people looked at the warriors of the God Clan.

The God Clan sent many people to this banquet. Could it be that the God Clan came to slap you in the face?

Those people from the God Clan also looked at each other in confusion.

Impossible, haven't they received any news about this?

Long Xian'er's expression changed, and she stood up suddenly.

She shouted coldly: "Who are you going to entertain? Is he more noble than me?"

Just kidding, she didn't want to be kicked out in public.

She wanted to see who it was? He dared not give her face.

What about the Son of God?

The old housekeeper said: "I'm sorry, in the eyes of our master, he is really more noble than you."

"Princess Xian'er, please move to the main hall on the ground floor."

"What if I don't go?" Long Xian'er's voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and she started to tremble with anger.

"Then don't blame us for being rude."

The old housekeeper clapped his hands, and behind him, countless men wearing armor appeared.

These people, wearing black masks and black armor, were full of murderous intent.

As long as you give the order, they will take action without hesitation.

The expressions of those around him changed: I didn't expect that this big housekeeper would dare to take action.

Is this a complete breakup?
To be continued...