Chief don't slap in the face

"What about my personal guard? Was he beaten for nothing?"

Xia Xiang looked at Xia Ye, and this guy's attitude was too hateful.

"Xia Ye, apologize, this matter is over!"

Xia Zhitang ordered that he thought he was a good gift, but he ignored one point. In his opinion, apologizing to Xia Xiang would settle the matter. Xia Ye definitely made a lot of money, but with Xia Ye's character, Absolutely not.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ye chuckled lightly.

"Who did you ask to apologize!"

Song Guo frowned.

"Damn it, this guy's head is so hard!"

The craftsmen who stayed aside were convinced. Xia Zhitang found you a step, but you didn't even want it. Could it be that they really wanted to fight?

"Uh!"

Xia Zhitang touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I can't bear it now!"

Xia Xiang is lawless on weekdays, how could he have received such a bird's temper, and with his IQ and EQ, he doesn't know how to maximize the benefits, anyway, he just wants to do what he wants.

"Xia Ye!"

Xia Lingyue grabbed Xia Ye's sleeve worriedly, at this moment, she felt so powerless.

"Don't be afraid, I have everything!"

Xia Ye glanced at Xia Zhitang, and it seemed that this kid should break the game.

Just when the conflict was unavoidable, an angry roar resounded through the weapon shop, causing dust to fall from the beams of the house.

"Master Xia Xiang, this is my place!"

A man in his 40s came out. Although he was not tall, he had solid muscles, especially his arms, which were thicker than his thighs.

This is Xia Jia, with a fiery temper, one of the three major swordsmiths of the Xia clan.

"Ah!"

Xia Ye An Le, this sentence shows Xia Jia's attitude, he may not help himself, but he also can't understand Xia Jia's dude.

"Tch, this is the territory of the Xia Clan!"

Xia Xiang pouted.

"Silly Boyie!"

Xia Zhitang's face was expressionless, but his heart was full of joy, thinking to himself, how could Xia Taiding give birth to such a stupid son?

"Bastard, am I not from the Xia clan?"

Hagar asked back.

"Nonsense, I mean..."

Xia Xiang originally wanted to say that the Xia family is the Xia family of their Xia Ji family, but fortunately he is not stupid enough, once he said this, the other branch tribes would hate him to death!

"say what?"

Hagar roared: "Even if your father is here, you dare not talk to me like that? What are you?"

"Hagar..."

Xia Xiang's face instantly flushed red.

Snapped!

Xia Jia raised her hand and slapped Xia Xiang on the face.

Xia Xiang was directly stunned.

"Young master!"

A group of personal guards rushed over.

"Take him and get out!"

Xia Jia roared. Although his family is only in the middle class, because of his forging skills, he has a very wide network of contacts. It can be said that he is the representative of the upper middle class of the Xia family and the middle class. The combination of this force should not be underestimated.

"Tianxiang, even if Uncle Tai Ding is here, he has to respectfully call Brother Jia!"

Xia Zhitang reminded.

"Let's go!"

Xia Xiang was depressed, and stared at Xia Ye resentfully, knowing that this face would not be regained for the time being.

"and many more!"

Hagar warned: "If you dare to trouble Xia Ye, you will be the enemy of my life, Hagar. Don't even think about buying a weapon from me!"

"what?"

Xia Zhitang was stunned, even the other craftsmen had dumbfounded expressions, looking at Xia Ye stupidly, could this guy be Xia Jia's illegitimate son?Otherwise why are you so nice to him?

"you……"

Xia Xiang's chest heaved violently.

"roll!"

Hagar picked up a brass hammer and smashed it out.

A group of personal guards surrounded Xia Xiang and left in a panic.

"What are you doing in a daze? Your seat, serve the water!"

Hagar growled at the servant.

"Thank you Master Hagar for maintaining!"

Summer months thanks.