The guard beside could no longer stand idly by; Manager Qiu, such a distinguished figure, had been waiting for Chu Feng for over two hours. And now, when he took the initiative to invite Chu Feng, the waste of the Sword King Mansion, for a meal, to be rejected.
"Nonsense, you really don't know what's good for you! My manager has been waiting for you outside for more than two hours; inviting you to dine with such sincerity, and yet you refuse."
"There are so many high-profile figures who wish to invite our manager for a meal, and they don't even have the opportunity!"
The guard berated Chu Feng with a torrent of anger.
"Shut your mouth! Do not be disrespectful to Alchemist Chu!" Manager Qiu hastily stopped his own guard.
The expression on Chu Feng's face changed slightly, he glanced at Manager Qiu's carriage, and saw two heaps of horse manure on the ground. It was evident that Manager Qiu had indeed been waiting here for a long time.
