Seeing Liu Anyang standing there in a daze, Li Qinzai couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Literary people have never seen scenes of killing, so they still can’t cover it up.

Seeing that Liu Anyang didn't respond for a long time, Li Qinzai had to do it for him.

So Li Qinzai shouted to the door: "Liu Siqing said he is not free today. Next time you come, don't come empty-handed..."

There was silence outside the door, but Liu Anyang finally woke up, his whole body was agitated, and he ran towards the door with a pale face, saying loudly: "You are free, you are free! Mr. Li, please don't harm me!"

Li Qinzai laughed, put his hands behind his hands and walked towards the front hall.

He was too embarrassed to sit down at the main seat in the front hall, but Li Qinzai was still very polite after all, so he knelt down and sat next to the main seat, and ordered the Honglu Temple servants to bring drinks and snacks without noticing.

After a while, Liu Anyang led Zashile into the front hall.

Zashile's face was still full of anger, and his eyes looking at Li Qinzai were filled with hatred.

Liu Anyang smiled bitterly and felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles in the chair.

Before he could figure out how to mediate the grievances between the two, Zaxiler stared at Li Qinzai and said coldly: "Your Excellency, Mr. Li County, when I paid a visit to you the day before yesterday, I asked myself that I was very polite and gave you my Tibetan gift.

Li, why are you humiliating me like this today?"
Chapter completed!