Chapter 1884： If your mouth is cheap, you have to slap your mouth!

Then, the population muttered in a low voice: "It's a bad luck to give such a product to deliver food!"

Chen Feng opened the red lacquered food box, his eyes narrowed and his expression changed.

In the food box, there is nothing but a bowl of brown rice and a plate of pickles, which is extremely simple.

At this time, Chen Feng's heart was already steaming with anger.

However, he didn't show it. Chen Feng looked at the Tsing Yi servant and said lightly: "I'm afraid, even the servants in the Fuzhong will eat better than me? What kind of food is this?"

This Tsing Yi servant glanced at Chen Feng, and only two words came out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, that is: disdain!

There was a mocking smile on his face, and he said, "What do you mean by the servants and maids in the mansion are better than you?"

He giggled and said triumphantly: "I am one of the servants in the mansion, and my status is not high. I can tell you very clearly that I am the worst servant in the mansion, and every meal is of a high level. The meat of monsters and beasts drank the finest wine, even the average wealthy people in the city could not drink it."

"Haha, ordinary brown rice like you has no aura, and there are no pickles that don't even contain salt. Not to mention the servants in the mansion, even the pigs raised in the mansion will not eat it!"

Chen Feng was instantly furious, staring at him coldly and said, "You mean, I'm not as good as a livestock, am I?"

"I didn't say it!" The Tsing Yi servant gave Chengfeng a joking look, and laughed: "You said it yourself!"

He snorted coldly, glanced at Chen Feng, and said, "Do you like it or not?"

"Who do you think you are? You really think of yourself as a son, but someone from outside..."

He was about to vomit the last two words, but facing Chen Feng's cold gaze, his heart trembled and he swallowed it after all!

Chen Feng took a deep breath. He was so angry that he stared at him with cold eyes, murderous in his eyes, and slowly spit out a few words: "You try again?"

The Tsing Yi servant saw Chen Feng’s gaze, and a touch of fear flashed in his eyes, because Chen Feng was really scary at this time. His words were like ice from the far north, which almost kept him cold from the top of his head. To the soles of the feet, even the blood was sealed in ice.

He couldn't help shivering heavily, took two steps back, and looked at Chen Feng with some panic.

He was completely frightened by Chen Feng.

But then, he was furious, and a voice echoed in his heart: "How can I be scared by him? How can I be scared by this trash who just entered the house?"

In his eyes, although Chen Feng is a young master, his status is far inferior to him.

His face immediately showed arrogance again, the fear just now disappeared without a trace, staring at Chen Feng, and coldly snorted: "What about repeating it? I'm about to say, you are a little **** who just came in. !"

"Do you think you have a high status? Tell you, you are not as good as me as a servant!"

"Even a slave like me can step on your head and poop!"

Chen Feng's face was cold, a big ear scraper slapped him fiercely on his face, directly hitting him tens of meters away, with a scream, blood mixed with a few broken teeth and flew out.

"What? You, how dare you, how dare you hit me?" The Tsing Yi servant screamed in disbelief. He covered his mouth and looked at Chen Feng with a spiteful face, screaming harshly.

In his opinion, someone like Chen Feng who had just been taken into the residence and had nothing to do with him would absolutely not dare to offend him, but he did not expect Chen Feng to really dare to do it, and it was so cruel.

Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "If you have a cheap mouth, you should slap your mouth!"

"Okay! You are fine!" He pointed at Chen Feng, "Do you know that I am Wei Pengfei, the personal servant of the Seventh Master!"

"The Seventh Master has always favored me the most, if you dare to move me, I must let the Seventh Master kill!"

Chen Feng stared at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the lesson is not enough!"

He said, walking forward, another big ear scraper fanned out, directly smashing his mouth full of teeth.

He whimpered with a mouthful of blood, staring at Chen Feng with a spiteful face, then turned and left quickly.

"A domineering slave!" Chen Feng's eyes were cold!

He knew that the Seventh Young Master in Wei Pengfei's mouth must be very powerful, and Chen Feng had offended him, but he did not regret it.

This person dared to humiliate his mother, which was absolutely intolerable for Chen Feng.

Chen Feng kicked the red lacquered food box to pieces, then turned to enter.

And a moment later, a man with a golden armor and a general appearance came here and said politely: "Is Chen Feng and Master Chen here?"

Chen Feng came out.

The general said in a slow voice: "Today, the general has recruited all his children, and please come over."

Chen Feng nodded and said nothing, and followed him behind.

When Chen Feng came to the main hall, there were already many people in the main hall, all young men and women under the age of forty, all of them skating in clothes and looking arrogant.

When they heard the movement outside, they immediately turned their eyes to the entrance of the hall, and then they saw Chen Feng.

Suddenly, there was a look of contempt on their faces!

And one of them, looking at Chen Feng, was not only full of disdain and contempt, but also with a trace of fierce murderous intent.

This person is a young man in his thirties. He wears a luxurious purple robe. On top of the robe, there is embroidered one wing of a golden-winged big penguin bird, just one wing, but the other young men and women in the temple watch There was a trace of awe in his eyes.

This is because the golden-winged roc bird was the **** of the kingdom of the Tianyuan dynasty, and no more than ten powerful persons could be qualified to embroider the golden-winged roc bird on their robes.

In the same way, there are no more than 100 people who are eligible to embroider the wings of a golden-winged Roc bird on their clothes, all of them are the powerful children of the great nobles!

At this moment, next to him, there was a Tsing Yi servant with his mouth full of blood. It was Wei Pengfei.

He whispered something bitterly on his face, and pointed at Chen Feng as he said.

The purple-robed youth nodded slowly, then strode to Chen Feng.

He looked down at Chen Feng with a cold voice, and said loudly in a swearing tone: "Chen Feng, did you call Wei Pengfei like this?"

Chen Feng nodded slowly: "Yes, I did it."

"Oh? You did it? Yes, you dare to admit it!" The purple-robed youth slowly nodded, looked at Chen Feng, and suddenly smiled and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "I don't know."

The purple-robed youth said lightly: "I am the Seventh Young Master of the General's Mansion, Yun Tianyi!"

"You are so big!" Yun Tianyi's face suddenly changed, and he was furious. He roared and pointed at Chen Feng's forehead. The veins on his forehead violently jumped, and he roared furiously: