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When she rejected Mu Rong Xian, she didn't notice. On the main road, Molda was leaning against the second floor of Bright Moon Tower, overlooking the scenery outside the main entrance. The sight of her and Murong Xian's hands intersecting had become a fixed scene in Molda's eyes.

What was he paying attention to? Why are you paying attention? It became an unsolved mystery.

At this time, Butler Cong carefully approached the master from behind, and said, "Please allow this old servant to help you change your clothes." He took the opportunity to peek outside. Then he stopped.

Obviously, Butler Cong saw the scene of Ink Yan breaking free from Mu Rong Xian. At the same time, when this happened, Housekeeper Cong also keenly felt the change in Master's aura. A sharp sense of murder unknowingly filled the air.

"Humph!"

"Close the window!"

Morda spoke suddenly, and turned away without warning, despite the fact that he was still changing his clothes.

This was a pity for Butler Cong. He was old, and he had to jog to keep up with Morda, wondering, as he did so, what did the general's anger have to do with the conflict at the gate?

After that, Molda actually lowered his head to look at Housekeeper Cong and asked a question with ill intentions.

"Manager Cong?" "May I ask if this general has any problems entertaining guests today?"

Aiyo, my mother!

When Butler Cong was suddenly asked this question, he couldn't help but to let out a series of wails in his heart!

Molda never liked to ask questions. Most of the time, he only did multiple choice questions. To live or to die.

Astonishing that the general wasn't trying to kill him, Butler Cong fell to his knees and kowtowed!

"General!" "If this old servant has done anything to displease you today, then please go around me this time because this old servant has served your entire family for 20 years!"

"This old servant will do his best to serve you from now on! I won't dare to be negligent anymore! "

However, it proved. Butler Cong was indeed overthinking things.

Just when Steward Cong desperately begged Molda to give him another chance. Morda, who was suddenly a different man, asked curiously why the butler was kneeling on the ground.

He personally bent down to help her up, and spoke to Rui about how you are no longer young, and that your joints are not as flexible as before. Then don't always kneel like this! What if my knee breaks and I can't serve you anymore?

Butler Cong almost blurted out, "Ghost body!"

Just a second ago, he was clearly not even blinking, and he raised his blade to slash! He could still act like a Buddha the next second, telling him with a face full of love that he should take care of his health?

What kind of play is this? Why had he never heard of it?

Thinking about it, he still felt that the recent General Molda was really too strange! For the sake of his little life, he needed to hide! Thus, Butler Cong quickly continued with what Molda had said, saying that this knee of his was indeed uncomfortable. Why don't I get a servant girl to come in and have her exchange for you?

Mo Da saw that Butler Cong was obviously absent-minded. He thought that it wouldn't be too good to keep a servant who wasn't even on his side, so he agreed to let Butler Cong find a servant girl.

However, Morda himself probably did not expect this. Just when Butler Cong walked out of Molda's room, a crowd of servants surrounded him. Each of them fearfully stuffed some silver coins into his hands, and asked a question in unison.

"Butler Cong, may I ask what happened today?"