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Fuma, my men have surrounded the entire Culinary God's Residence. If Fuma doesn't agree to transfer half of the Culinary God's Residence to me, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave tonight.”Lu Buwei said calmly.
"Are you threatening me?"
Hearing this, Meng Yu said coldly with a cold look.
"Fuma, you're so young and you're too sharp. It's easy for you to get yourself killed. This old man is helping you.”Lu Buwei chuckled.
"Heh heh? To share the burden? I appreciate the Prime Minister's good intentions. I don't need the Prime Minister to help me solve my problems.”Meng Yu said coldly.
Hearing Meng Yu's words, Lu Buwei gave the masked man a look. The masked man understood and attacked Meng Yu with his sword.
Meng Yu's expression did not change when he saw the sword in the man's hand stabbing towards him. He was calm and did not panic at all. He did not dodge or attack. He just sat there quietly.
Right at this moment, a figure flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Meng Yu.
A white-robed man appeared beside him. His clothes were as white as snow, and he was incomparably cold and arrogant.
Sword light rose.
At this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped.
In this room, there were actually pieces of snow.
Outside the room, the sky was filled with stars, but inside the room, it was snowing. It was like two different worlds.
Lu Buwei, Li Si, and the masked man in the room were all stunned by the scene. It was unbelievable and shocking.
The snowflakes danced in the room, giving off a strong sense of loneliness and sadness.
This was the Buried Snow Sword!
The snow that filled the sky was a burial. What was buried was snow, what was buried was swords, what was buried was opponents, what was buried was loneliness.
In the midst of the snow, a sword light flew up. Ximen Chuixue wielded the Buried Snow Sword and slashed down like a celestial saint.
The sword light was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.
The sword light fell, and everything returned to silence.
It was as if nothing had happened. The snowflakes in the air dissipated, and the entire world fell into silence.
Ximen Chuixue was already standing behind Meng Yu.
The sword in the masked man's hand fell to the ground. He covered his throat with both hands. There was a bloody mark on his throat, and dark red blood gushed out.
A sword to the throat!
The man fell to the ground, dead.
Seeing this, Lu Buwei was shocked and found it hard to believe.
This masked man was an assassin from the Network, and a Heaven-rank assassin at that.
There were very few Heaven-rank assassins in the Network. Every one of them was a first-class expert with very powerful strength.
But now, the Heaven-ranked assassin from the Network had been killed in an instant. This shocked Lu Buwei greatly, and his face was filled with disbelief.
At the same time, the death of this Heaven-rank assassin made Lu Buwei feel extremely regretful. Cultivating a Heaven-rank assassin required a huge price, and the death of every Heaven-rank assassin was a huge loss to the network.
The room instantly fell silent.
Lu Buwei felt a chill run down his spine. At this moment, the situation had completely reversed. His life was in Meng Yu's hands. As long as Meng Yu gave the order, the swordsman behind Meng Yu could kill him.
"What do you want?" Lu Buwei asked.
"You are the Prime Minister of the Qin country, what would I dare to do to you? I'll just take today's matter as you being drunk. However, I don't wish for such a thing to happen again.”Meng Yu said indifferently.
Lu Buwei held a high position in the State of Qin, and he could not be killed as he wished. Meng Yu was not a Jianghu swordsman, so he could not be as quick to repay kindness and revenge as a Jianghu swordsman.
Meng Yu was a man of status, the son of Great General Meng Wu, and Ying Yuanman's son-in-law. He had to consider everything before doing anything.
If he killed Lu Buwei, it would bring disaster to the Meng Clan.
"Let's go!" Lu Buwei said to Li Si and got up to leave.
"Lord Prime Minister, you haven't finished the wine you ordered. This wine is extremely precious, so don't waste it.”Meng Yu said.
"Alright, I'll drink it."
Hearing this, Lu Buwei picked up the glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
The wine was extremely strong. In an instant, Lu Buwei's face turned red and his body swayed.
Then, Lu Buwei passed out from the alcohol.
"Lord Prime Minister, you're really drunk.”Meng Yu said with a smile.
Seeing this scene, he was quite surprised. He thought to himself that this Erguotou was indeed strong wine. The Prime Minister had only drunk one cup and was already drunk.
"Fuma, I will send the Prime Minister back to his residence.”Li Si said as he supported Lu Buwei.
"Yes."
Meng Yu nodded gently, and Li Si helped Lu Buwei out of the room.
"Ximen Chuixue, clean up this corpse.”
Meng Yu instructed Ximen Chuixue.
"Yes."
Ximen Chuixue responded and left the room with the man's corpse.
After dealing with the corpse, Ximen Chuixue cleaned up the bloodstains in the room.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Prime Minister had only come to the Culinary God's Residence for a meal. However, what they didn't know was that tonight, the Culinary God's Residence had experienced a massacre.
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Fuma, my men have surrounded the entire Culinary God's Residence. If Fuma doesn't agree to transfer half of the Culinary God's Residence to me, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave tonight.”Lu Buwei said calmly.
"Are you threatening me?"
Hearing this, Meng Yu said coldly with a cold look.
"Fuma, you're so young and you're too sharp. It's easy for you to get yourself killed. This old man is helping you.”Lu Buwei chuckled.
"Heh heh? To share the burden? I appreciate the Prime Minister's good intentions. I don't need the Prime Minister to help me solve my problems.”Meng Yu said coldly.
Hearing Meng Yu's words, Lu Buwei gave the masked man a look. The masked man understood and attacked Meng Yu with his sword.
Meng Yu's expression did not change when he saw the sword in the man's hand stabbing towards him. He was calm and did not panic at all. He did not dodge or attack. He just sat there quietly.
Right at this moment, a figure flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Meng Yu.
A white-robed man appeared beside him. His clothes were as white as snow, and he was incomparably cold and arrogant.
Sword light rose.
At this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped.
In this room, there were actually pieces of snow.
Outside the room, the sky was filled with stars, but inside the room, it was snowing. It was like two different worlds.
Lu Buwei, Li Si, and the masked man in the room were all stunned by the scene. It was unbelievable and shocking.
The snowflakes danced in the room, giving off a strong sense of loneliness and sadness.
This was the Buried Snow Sword!
The snow that filled the sky was a burial. What was buried was snow, what was buried was swords, what was buried was opponents, what was buried was loneliness.
In the midst of the snow, a sword light flew up. Ximen Chuixue wielded the Buried Snow Sword and slashed down like a celestial saint.
The sword light was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.
The sword light fell, and everything returned to silence.
It was as if nothing had happened. The snowflakes in the air dissipated, and the entire world fell into silence.
Ximen Chuixue was already standing behind Meng Yu.
The sword in the masked man's hand fell to the ground. He covered his throat with both hands. There was a bloody mark on his throat, and dark red blood gushed out.
A sword to the throat!
The man fell to the ground, dead.
Seeing this, Lu Buwei was shocked and found it hard to believe.
This masked man was an assassin from the Network, and a Heaven-rank assassin at that.
There were very few Heaven-rank assassins in the Network. Every one of them was a first-class expert with very powerful strength.
But now, the Heaven-ranked assassin from the Network had been killed in an instant. This shocked Lu Buwei greatly, and his face was filled with disbelief.
At the same time, the death of this Heaven-rank assassin made Lu Buwei feel extremely regretful. Cultivating a Heaven-rank assassin required a huge price, and the death of every Heaven-rank assassin was a huge loss to the network.
The room instantly fell silent.
Lu Buwei felt a chill run down his spine. At this moment, the situation had completely reversed. His life was in Meng Yu's hands. As long as Meng Yu gave the order, the swordsman behind Meng Yu could kill him.
"What do you want?" Lu Buwei asked.
"You are the Prime Minister of the Qin country, what would I dare to do to you? I'll just take today's matter as you being drunk. However, I don't wish for such a thing to happen again.”Meng Yu said indifferently.
Lu Buwei held a high position in the State of Qin, and he could not be killed as he wished. Meng Yu was not a Jianghu swordsman, so he could not be as quick to repay kindness and revenge as a Jianghu swordsman.
Meng Yu was a man of status, the son of Great General Meng Wu, and Ying Yuanman's son-in-law. He had to consider everything before doing anything.
If he killed Lu Buwei, it would bring disaster to the Meng Clan.
"Let's go!" Lu Buwei said to Li Si and got up to leave.
"Lord Prime Minister, you haven't finished the wine you ordered. This wine is extremely precious, so don't waste it.”Meng Yu said.
"Alright, I'll drink it."
Hearing this, Lu Buwei picked up the glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
The wine was extremely strong. In an instant, Lu Buwei's face turned red and his body swayed.
Then, Lu Buwei passed out from the alcohol.
"Lord Prime Minister, you're really drunk.”Meng Yu said with a smile.
Seeing this scene, he was quite surprised. He thought to himself that this Erguotou was indeed strong wine. The Prime Minister had only drunk one cup and was already drunk.
"Fuma, I will send the Prime Minister back to his residence.”Li Si said as he supported Lu Buwei.
"Yes."
Meng Yu nodded gently, and Li Si helped Lu Buwei out of the room.
"Ximen Chuixue, clean up this corpse.”
Meng Yu instructed Ximen Chuixue.
"Yes."
Ximen Chuixue responded and left the room with the man's corpse.
After dealing with the corpse, Ximen Chuixue cleaned up the bloodstains in the room.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Prime Minister had only come to the Culinary God's Residence for a meal. However, what they didn't know was that tonight, the Culinary God's Residence had experienced a massacre.
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Fuma, my men have surrounded the entire Culinary God's Residence. If Fuma doesn't agree to transfer half of the Culinary God's Residence to me, I'm afraid he won't be able to leave tonight.”Lu Buwei said calmly.
"Are you threatening me?"
Hearing this, Meng Yu said coldly with a cold look.
"Fuma, you're so young and you're too sharp. It's easy for you to get yourself killed. This old man is helping you.”Lu Buwei chuckled.
"Heh heh? To share the burden? I appreciate the Prime Minister's good intentions. I don't need the Prime Minister to help me solve my problems.”Meng Yu said coldly.
Hearing Meng Yu's words, Lu Buwei gave the masked man a look. The masked man understood and attacked Meng Yu with his sword.
Meng Yu's expression did not change when he saw the sword in the man's hand stabbing towards him. He was calm and did not panic at all. He did not dodge or attack. He just sat there quietly.
Right at this moment, a figure flashed, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Meng Yu.
A white-robed man appeared beside him. His clothes were as white as snow, and he was incomparably cold and arrogant.
Sword light rose.
At this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped.
In this room, there were actually pieces of snow.
Outside the room, the sky was filled with stars, but inside the room, it was snowing. It was like two different worlds.
Lu Buwei, Li Si, and the masked man in the room were all stunned by the scene. It was unbelievable and shocking.
The snowflakes danced in the room, giving off a strong sense of loneliness and sadness.
This was the Buried Snow Sword!
The snow that filled the sky was a burial. What was buried was snow, what was buried was swords, what was buried was opponents, what was buried was loneliness.
In the midst of the snow, a sword light flew up. Ximen Chuixue wielded the Buried Snow Sword and slashed down like a celestial saint.
The sword light was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.
The sword light fell, and everything returned to silence.
It was as if nothing had happened. The snowflakes in the air dissipated, and the entire world fell into silence.
Ximen Chuixue was already standing behind Meng Yu.
The sword in the masked man's hand fell to the ground. He covered his throat with both hands. There was a bloody mark on his throat, and dark red blood gushed out.
A sword to the throat!
The man fell to the ground, dead.
Seeing this, Lu Buwei was shocked and found it hard to believe.
This masked man was an assassin from the Network, and a Heaven-rank assassin at that.
There were very few Heaven-rank assassins in the Network. Every one of them was a first-class expert with very powerful strength.
But now, the Heaven-ranked assassin from the Network had been killed in an instant. This shocked Lu Buwei greatly, and his face was filled with disbelief.
At the same time, the death of this Heaven-rank assassin made Lu Buwei feel extremely regretful. Cultivating a Heaven-rank assassin required a huge price, and the death of every Heaven-rank assassin was a huge loss to the network.
The room instantly fell silent.
Lu Buwei felt a chill run down his spine. At this moment, the situation had completely reversed. His life was in Meng Yu's hands. As long as Meng Yu gave the order, the swordsman behind Meng Yu could kill him.
"What do you want?" Lu Buwei asked.
"You are the Prime Minister of the Qin country, what would I dare to do to you? I'll just take today's matter as you being drunk. However, I don't wish for such a thing to happen again.”Meng Yu said indifferently.
Lu Buwei held a high position in the State of Qin, and he could not be killed as he wished. Meng Yu was not a Jianghu swordsman, so he could not be as quick to repay kindness and revenge as a Jianghu swordsman.
Meng Yu was a man of status, the son of Great General Meng Wu, and Ying Yuanman's son-in-law. He had to consider everything before doing anything.
If he killed Lu Buwei, it would bring disaster to the Meng Clan.
"Let's go!" Lu Buwei said to Li Si and got up to leave.
"Lord Prime Minister, you haven't finished the wine you ordered. This wine is extremely precious, so don't waste it.”Meng Yu said.
"Alright, I'll drink it."
Hearing this, Lu Buwei picked up the glass of wine and downed it in one gulp.
The wine was extremely strong. In an instant, Lu Buwei's face turned red and his body swayed.
Then, Lu Buwei passed out from the alcohol.
"Lord Prime Minister, you're really drunk.”Meng Yu said with a smile.
Seeing this scene, he was quite surprised. He thought to himself that this Erguotou was indeed strong wine. The Prime Minister had only drunk one cup and was already drunk.
"Fuma, I will send the Prime Minister back to his residence.”Li Si said as he supported Lu Buwei.
"Yes."
Meng Yu nodded gently, and Li Si helped Lu Buwei out of the room.
"Ximen Chuixue, clean up this corpse.”
Meng Yu instructed Ximen Chuixue.
"Yes."
Ximen Chuixue responded and left the room with the man's corpse.
After dealing with the corpse, Ximen Chuixue cleaned up the bloodstains in the room.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Prime Minister had only come to the Culinary God's Residence for a meal. However, what they didn't know was that tonight, the Culinary God's Residence had experienced a massacre.
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