"Oh my god, what happened?"
The blue-robed guard hurriedly rushed over and saw the messy scene in front of him.
The Elegant Song Pavilion, which was used to entertain distinguished guests, was named after Emperor Taizong, who loved to write poems and leave behind treasures. Even today, the signboard of the Elegant Song Pavilion still hung high above. Whether you were a first-rank official or a hereditary count, you had to tuck your tail between your legs and behave yourself. No one dared to behave atrociously here.
But now, a huge hole had been blasted through the roof of Grace Song Tower. The doors and windows on the first floor were shattered. Servants and maids were lying on the ground outside, moaning and rolling. There was one person standing inside, the only one left standing.
It was none other than the strange man who had come with the Princess.
Very soon, the guard in red rushed over and said angrily, "What happened?!
Grace Song Tower is an important place. Who dares to cause trouble here?! "
Li Chengfeng was sweating profusely as he groaned in his heart.
At this moment, if it was someone else, that person would probably be frightened out of his wits and wouldn't even be able to speak a complete sentence.
But who was Li Chengfeng?
To him, a troublemaker who had been living in the streets since he was young, swindling, stealing, eating, drinking, gambling, and using drugs, there was only one difference in the current situation, and that was that even though his methods could work well in a small place, would he still be able to work well in the Divine Capital where there were many high ranking officials and Cultivators?
Li Chengfeng was a little nervous, but his expression did not show any of it. His many years of experience made him straighten his back. He put his hands behind his back and smirked arrogantly. He did not even open his eyes to look at them, only giving them a sidelong glance.
Li Chengfeng's fearless arrogance made the guard in blue hesitate. However, the guard in red, who was obviously not good at reading people's expressions and lacked emotional intelligence, shouted angrily, "Excuse me, where is Her Highness?
Why did you destroy Grace Song Tower? "
As long as one was not blind, anyone could see the golden light that shot into the sky and Zhao Feiyue flying away. They knew who was the culprit behind Grace Song Tower's current state.
Now that Her Royal Highness was not here, this person would naturally take the blame.
Li Chengfeng glanced sideways at him and studied him from head to toe. He was in no hurry to answer his question. In terms of cultivation, he was a rookie, but in terms of trickery, he was a master.
Sometimes, bluffing and fighting had similarities. One of the similarities was: don't follow your opponent's rhythm.
Every cultivator had their own favorite fighting rhythm. Some liked to fight in close combat, with their fists hitting flesh and their sabers drawing blood. Some liked to attack from afar, kiting all the way. Some liked to attack quickly like a tidal wave, like a violent storm. Some liked to fight slowly, wearing down their opponents.
These principles were not only applied to duels of magic, but also to fighting and killing.
Therefore, controlling the rhythm was of utmost importance.
Controlling the rhythm was a very mysterious thing. In a battle, many prerequisites were needed to control the rhythm. However, in this situation, it was very simple.
There was no other reason other than being bold, thick-skinned, and good at acting.
Li Chengfeng stared at the guard and smiled. His smile was cold and sarcastic, as if he was looking at an idiot who did not know his place. He shook his head and straightened his robes. Slowly, he picked up a fallen bench and sat down. "Why hasn't anyone served me tea after so long?"
The red-robed guard and the Blue Mountain guard looked at each other, their hearts skipping a beat. The red-robed guard was indeed caught by Li Chengfeng's act. He instinctively glared at the handmaidens who were struggling to get up and massaging their waists, and scolded in a low voice, "Why aren't you serving tea?"
The leader of the maids looked aggrieved as she explained softly, "We wanted to come up, Her Highness told us to come out!"
Li Chengfeng immediately added, "Her Highness only told you not to come in, she didn't tell you not to serve tea."
The maid's jaw dropped. How am I supposed to serve tea if I don't go in?
However, as a servant, she could never say these words out loud.
This was the tragedy of being a servant. If the higher-ups wanted to frame a servant, the servant would not be able to resist and could only silently take the blame.
Li Chengfeng did not wait for them to speak and pointed at the back of the bench. "I didn't expect the famous Grace Song Pavilion to treat Her Highness so poorly. No wonder she's so angry."
These words made the red-robed and blue-robed guards crazily curse in their hearts: Weren't you the one who made His Highness angry?
Do you think we're idiots?
However … they did not dare to say that out loud.
Those who came here were either rich or of high status. This person was wearing the long robes of the Spiritual Mountain Sect and seemed to be very close to Her Highness. Her Highness even held his hand as they walked together. They couldn't guess who this person was, but he was definitely not a nobody that they could bully.
How could someone who was so close to Zhao Feiyue be an ordinary person?
Even an idiot would be able to guess this.
That was why even if they guessed that Li Chengfeng was using her name to intimidate others, no one dared to expose him. Because the risk was not proportional to the reward.
The people who worked here all received a fixed salary. Even if there were some subsidies during the holidays, it was just to support their families. For them, the most profitable thing was to please the people who came and went. They relied on the tips that these rich and powerful people would give them to make a living when they smiled.
Even if they exposed one of them, they would not be able to get more rewards and promotions. Moreover, they might offend someone they could not afford to offend.
So, what good would it do them to expose Li Chengfeng's lies?
Perhaps, but would there be any downsides?
The downside was that they might offend Princess Zhao Feiyue!
Was Zhao Feiyue someone they could offend?
The number of people who admired her in the Divine Capital could line up from the south to the north!
The Emperor treated her like a pearl in his palm!
That was why … the most slippery blue-robed guard immediately snapped out of his daze. He slapped his own face and smiled apologetically. "Yes, yes, yes! It's all our fault for not being a good host!
We've slighted Her Highness! "
The red-robed guard was a little indignant. He muttered softly, "But there's no need to tear down Yasong Restaurant!
His Majesty Taizong personally nominated her … "
The blue-robed guard wanted to slap his own forehead and cover his companion's mouth with his other hand. He hurriedly cut him off. "Please forgive us, Master Cultivator. We've changed a new batch of maids recently and they're not very sensible."
As he spoke, he glared at the maids and chided them in a low voice, "Hurry up and prepare tea!"
Li Chengfeng smiled and did not answer the blue-robed guard. Instead, he looked at the red-robed guard and smiled. "Have you ever seen Her Highness walk through the front door?"
The red-robed guard was momentarily stunned. That's right, Her Highness … seems to always walk through the front door!
Actually, it was not that Zhao Feiyue never walked through the front door. It was just that her special identity, high cultivation level, and cold personality made people feel that she was indeed someone who walked through the front door and did not walk through the front door.
The red-robed guard wanted to say something more, but the blue-robed guard next to him stepped on his foot and said softly, "Are you crazy?
Taizong is dead, Her Highness is alive!
Flattering a dead person's foot and slapping a living person's face? Are you stupid? "
This sentence woke the red-robed guard up. That's right. Although His Majesty Taizong is great and worthy of respect, he has been dead for four to five hundred years. Her Highness may not be easy to serve, but she's in the Divine Capital!
The red-robed guard finally lowered his head and said, "It's all our fault. Master Cultivator, please follow me to the Gale Tower next door to rest and wait."
Li Chengfeng smiled. He knew that he had made use of Zhao Feiyue's influence to turn the tables and gain complete control over the current situation. Right now, he was very determined. 'So it turns out that the methods I used in a small place are also useful in the Divine Capital, which has unfathomable depths!
In fact, of course they were useful.
Because no matter where, people would not change. They would bully the strong, bully the weak and fear the strong, worship the strong and trample on the weak. This was human nature and would never change because of the environment.
Li Chengfeng was not in a hurry to get up. He smiled and said, "Oh?
Before that, help me settle the paperwork first. "
The blue-robed guard hurriedly smiled apologetically. "Yes, yes. The paperwork has been settled …"
Li Chengfeng interrupted him. "I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about some of my companions later …"
The blue-robed guard's smile was a little forced. "Oh?
How many do you need later? "
Li Chengfeng thought about it and said, "Ten first …"