"Fill me up!"
Han Qianqian smiled gently, and in the next second, faced a smile and looked at them blandly.
"No pouring!"
The group of gentry turned blue with anger, some even clenched their fists so deep that their nails sank into their flesh.
It was already outrageous that such a superb wine had to be drunk by such trash, trash and country bumpkins, and the most abominable thing was that such lowly characters dared to publicly humiliate and mock them.
"This trash is not qualified to drink."
"That's right, absolutely no wine should be poured for this bumpkin."
The gang's eyes glared like two barrels, and could even spit out fire if they could.
The two waitresses looked at each other, then, nodding to each other, looked back at the crowd of gentry and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen."
As soon as the words left her mouth, one woman slightly half-kneeled to the ground and lifted Han Qianqian's cup of wine, while the other picked up the wine altar and slowly poured the wine.
"You two slave girls, you're mad, mad, you want to listen to a country bumpkin, don't you? You won't listen to us, will you? Fine, wait, wait for me, I'll tell your lady to go." One man threatened angrily.
But, at this moment, this guy was obviously overwhelmed by anger, the daughter's syrup was such a superb wine, if there was no order from the lady, how dare their two waitresses bring it out?
As expected, in the face of the threat, the two girls barely changed their faces and said coldly, "Be my guest, my lord."
Hearing this reply, the guy's whole body twitched with anger.
But what drove him even more crazy was Han Qianqian at that moment.
The cup was already in the wine, and the sound of the water was so clear that people were going crazy, but that wasn't all.
"The wine's aroma is so strong that one can already get drunk at the first sniff, good wine." Han Qianqian smiled gently, and although the action was unconscious, his eyes kept looking straight at the crowd.
Clearly, to everyone, this was a barefaced provocation.
"Aiya!"
Suddenly, this fellow let out an ouch, and then, the cup fell to the ground, and the wine was spilled all over the place.
This action directly caused the people present to instantly become even more furious.
A few people couldn't stand it and turned around and walked into the hall, saying glumly to the curtain, "Miss Su, take a look, what is this bumpkin doing?"
"How dare he knock his daughter's pulp to the ground, he's a waste.
"That's right, as soon as you give the order, I will take his dog's life for you, Miss Su."
"You want to take his dog's life?" As soon as he heard this, the piercing beetle that had moved away from him soon became interested, "Hey, hey, are you serious?"
I'm afraid this was the only joke that could really get Han Qianqian's spirits up all night.
Fighting Han Qianqian?
What the hell is that if not funny?
But just as the pangolin majestically stepped forward to speak, at that moment Han Qianqian also stood up, slightly tugging at the guy and laughing, "Why are you moving your sword? You've got a point to make."
Han Qianqian had never been the kind of person to bully others, so naturally he would not use knives and guns with others just because of this matter. However, Han Qianqian's behaviour made the group of gentry, who had been somewhat fazed by the roar of the mountain beetle earlier, instantly put their minds at ease.
It was just a greedy goon who was afraid of death, but had to find some reason not to admit it.
But even if you pretend, what's the harm in that?
"Reason? Well, tell me then, what is your crime for knocking your precious daughter's pulp to the ground?"
"That's right, you knocked over such a thing, you bumpkin, you have no choice but to die for your crime."
"Today, you must pay a heavy price."
A group of people pointed angrily, and if they had been less courageous, they would have been scared to death on the spot.
But apparently, there was no one who was timid, Han Qianqian had one, and there was no fear on his face at all, instead he looked at everyone like a fool.
"Daughter syrup is naturally good wine, and it is indeed damnable to waste this." Han Qianqian nodded thoughtfully and then, suddenly, looked up with a smile, "But, is it any of your business?"