Super Field Energy Controller

The remaining Heavenly Outer Realm expert is now on a mission outside, and it is impossible for him to appear at this time.

So, who is the one who rescued this little Dragon Sect boy? Looking at the calm appearance of the boy, it seems that he already knew that someone would take action!

Could it be that there is a Heavenly Outer Realm expert secretly protecting this boy?

Even Li Xichen, Li Bingyan and others looked at each other with different colors at this time. They saw the shock and suspicion in each other's eyes, and understood each other's guesses in their hearts-it seems that it should be Grandpa who secretly took action!

Finally, when Yang Fan's figure was far away, exclamations were heard everywhere.

Li Xichen's face was gloomy, and he said: "Come on, take the third chief steward down for treatment."

When he said this, his voice was indifferent, and he looked at the miserable Third Chief Steward without any pity in his eyes.

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Li Xichen saw the open and covert struggle between the second chief steward Liu Taichong and the third chief steward Wei Jing, but he didn't think it was a bad thing. Until this moment, he realized that he might have been too indulgent, which made the third chief steward Wei Jing, who thought he was a little smart, not realize what he could do and what he couldn't do.

Someone immediately took action, rushed into the palm pit, and carried the third chief steward Wei Jing, who looked like a dead dog, away.

A trace of pleasure flashed in the eyes of the second chief steward Liu Taichong.

Li Xichen didn't look at Wei Jing, but turned to Li Tai and said, "Didn't you say you were going to send Master Yang off? What are you still doing here?"

"Ah? Good!" Li Tai was delighted when he heard it and chased after him.

In the past, no matter what he did, his elder brother always didn't allow him to do this or that, and the friends he made were also denounced as bad friends. Unexpectedly, he got support this time.

Li Xichen looked at the chief steward again and said, "Chief steward, has Master Yang's cell phone been sent to him?"

"I'll go right away." The chief steward responded and immediately started to move.

Many people, including Wang Zexiu, were stunned at this time. They didn't expect that Yang Fan had lost the face of Xingyuan Gong in public, but Xingyuan Gong didn't mind at all. How much respect does this favor have?

"Commander Wang, are you sure you insist on fighting a life-and-death battle with Master Yang?" Li Xichen finally looked at Wang Zexiu with a faint look.

Wang Zexiu glanced at Li Bingyan, who frowned slightly, and said in a decisive tone, "Yes."

Li Xichen's face was neither happy nor angry, and he nodded gently: "In this case, from now on, you are no longer the commander of the guards of Xingyuan Gongfu. According to the terms of the contract, the corresponding compensation will be deposited into your account."

The surroundings were instantly quiet.

No one expected that Li Xichen would directly dismiss Wang Zexiu, and it was obviously because of that dragon boy!

You know, in the past, Li Xichen valued Wang Zexiu very much and gave him an important task, handing over such an important position as the leader of the guards to the latter.

On the one hand, it is because Wang Zexiu is indeed outstanding in ability and can be called a genius among the younger generation. On the other hand, it is also because Wang Zexiu comes from a sword saint family. His service in the Xingyuan Mansion will also bring some indescribable hidden benefits to the Xingyuan Mansion.

When Wang Zexiu entered the Xingyuan Mansion, he signed a five-year employment contract and was given a high salary. Now that Xingyuan unilaterally dismissed him, he naturally had to pay a very high penalty according to the contract.

This penalty is nothing for the Xingyuan Mansion, which is rich and powerful. For Wang Zexiu, it is not a big profit, but a slap in the face.