Dear, your style is wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

, He respectfully said to the Pavilion Master: "Master Pavilion Master, the thing you ordered me to do has now succeeded! Now there is news from the north that Li Hang and Ji Sennian are kissing in the wilderness. I was forced to break my sleeves by public opinion!"

The pavilion master picked up the teacup and sipped tea leisurely, "What does that matter mean?"

"Don't you remember, you ordered me to spread rumors, so that everyone thinks that the evil eyes are broken sleeves."

"When and how did I order you?"

"July [-], you ordered me to spread rumors by means of voice transmission in secret language."

The pavilion master squinted his eyes as he smelled the fragrance of tea.

The shop clerk felt agitated, "My lord, what did I do wrong?"

The pavilion master avoided answering, and an entourage dressed in black behind him said to the waiter in a cold voice: "Back off, there is no business for you here for the time being."

After the waiter walked away step by step, the black clothes accompanied him and said to the Pavilion Master: "Pavilion Master, on July [-]th..."

The owner of the pavilion drank the last sip of tea in the cup very calmly, "Well, that day I was retreating to heal my wounds, and I was not the one who ordered Seventeen (the waiter) to spread rumors. I am afraid that more than Seventeen received the same order. They all believed in this disguised order, and the person behind it must not be simple."

"What is that person's purpose and what are we going to do?" The black-clothed accompanying brows were almost clenched.

"Since that person doesn't want to harm the Wuding Pavilion, just wait, and sooner or later there will be an answer." The pavilion master still looked so leisurely, not in a hurry.