I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Zhang family.

Dongcheng Bieyuan.

The early morning is slightly cool, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

This is Zhang Xinxiong's own yard, which is huge and extravagant.

In the past, other than the master of the other courtyard, the only ones who could move up and down here were the maids who belonged to Zhang Xinxiong.

"Three days."

He Yuxing looked at the woman in the black dress sitting in the pavilion, seeing Chaoyang was born again, couldn't help but speak.

On the third day when they came to the Zhang family, they spent all of these three days here.

There was never even a place to rest.

Although the two of them didn't really need this resting place, as the second of the thirty-three people in the inner court of Tiansangling Palace, the attitude of the Zhang family really had a big problem.

just because……

Maid?

Lan Xinzi raised her chin, her red lips parted slightly: "Can't wait?"

"Of course it's not that I can't wait."

He Yuxing shook his head, and said seriously: "How can my will be destroyed in three days?"

"Don't say three days, it's three years, thirty years, I can afford to wait!"

"if only……"

He stared at Lan Xinzi, but he could only see a beautiful side face, so he sighed.

"As long as I get up, this Zhang family dares to treat you like this, and there is no value left."

The corner of Lan Xinzi's lips curled up, and he lowered his head with a smile. He Yuxing was fascinated by it.

"Let's go!"

The woman in the black skirt stood up suddenly and looked towards Dongfang. Dongfang just woke up, and when she stood up, the sky and the earth lit up.

"Where are you going?" He Yuxing asked.

"After waiting for three days, where else can you go, is it possible to go back home?"

"That old fellow Zhang Taiying, agree to see you?"

He Yuxing was a little surprised. He looked around, but he didn't see any movement, and he didn't even catch a trace of will or spirituality.

Lan Xinzi, how did you hear the news?

"It's just a telepathic communication between the master and the slave.

"

The woman in the black skirt seemed to see his thoughts, said something in a low voice, and walked away directly.

Just as He Yuxing was about to follow, he heard the woman in front say: "You wait for me here, don't go anywhere."

"Wait?"

He Yuxing's footsteps faltered. To be honest, he was worried.

Deep down, the most annoying thing is "waiting"!

Move your feet.

"wait for me!"

The unquestionable voice came again, He Yuxing took a deep breath, and finally stood still, watching Lan Xinzi leave.

"Wait……"

A self-deprecating look flashed across his face, but soon, this look disappeared and turned into the most incomparably firm.

He Yuxing sat down, knocked on the table with his hands, and the raging flames rekindled in his eyes.

"Wait!"

...

The main hall of Zhang Family's Mansion.

On the golden scale seat, sat an extremely tall man, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a pair of piercing eyes.

His right arm was broken at the root, but he could sit on the seat, his temperament was not weak, and he still looked like a giant.

The terrifying power that is enough to crush all things alone can make everyone kneel on the ground.

"How are you preparing for the night banquet at the City Lord's Mansion?"

Zhang Taiying closed her eyes and rested her mind, leaning on the back of the chair, looking a little lazy.

The housekeeper bowed his body, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "All preparations have been made, and the orphan volume of the 'Heavenly Secret Art' specially requested by City Lord Fu has also been obtained. This time the plan is definitely safe."

"Coupled with the fact that the Zhang Family has been developing and thriving in recent years, this time they will definitely be able to get more places in the White Grottoes."

"No way, even double digits are possible!"

The butler smiled, as if trying to mobilize the emotions of the man in front of him, but nothing happened.

"White Grotto Quota..."

Zhang Taiying rubbed the center of his brows, and opened his eyes, the intimidating aura directly shocked the housekeeper back.

"You said, sometimes, it's useless to prepare so much?"

He seemed to be still talking to the housekeeper, but his eyes were fixed on the woman in black skirt kneeling in the hall, and his tone was serious.

"People who should still be alive didn't come to see me, and messy things are not uncommon!"

With a bang, the housekeeper immediately knelt down.

"Subordinates should die!"

Zhang Taiying sneered, and looked back at him: "Damn? What did you do wrong?"

"I……"

The butler's face turned blue, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he couldn't speak a word.

Zhang Taiying waved his hand, obviously he didn't want to embarrass the old butler who had been with him for more than ten years.

He just couldn't control his emotions.

"That's it, you will host the meeting on my behalf. The night banquet in the City Lord's Mansion must not cause any trouble this time."

The butler stood up and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes Yes."

"Master!"

A female voice suddenly appeared, stopping Zhang Taiying's footsteps.

The butler's face turned green, and he looked at the woman kneeling on the ground with eyes that could devour people.

Can't you see that the state of the Patriarch is not right?

In this situation, do you still dare to speak?

Can't you just wait a little longer?

Lan Xinzi couldn't wait any longer, seeing Zhang Taiying who wanted to leave again after her footsteps stopped, she once again tried to persuade her to stay.

"Master!"

The butler took a step back, his face pale as paper, he was afraid of blood splashing on himself.

Zhang Taiying finally stopped and glanced at the woman in the black dress on the ground, her eyes were cold and her voice was mocking.

"Once Xiong'er dies, do you want to get out of slavery?"

As soon as these words came out, the other servants waiting in the hall trembled and fell to their knees.

God knows, since the news of Zhang Xinxiong's death, the entire Zhang family has been in a torment.

Although the head of the family didn't say anything, anyone who dared to mention anything related to "death" and "bear" would die.

Now, this slave who had been away from the family for seven years, unexpectedly directly proposed the idea of ​​getting out of slavery after Zhang Xinxiong's death.

This is not courting death, what is this? !

Everyone present felt chills.

If you want to die, you can't use such a frightening method!

If you are really tired, you can just find a rope by yourself, why come here to embarrass us?

In the focus of everyone's attention, Lan Xinzi's body was also trembling.

She dared not look up.

She can be calm and composed when facing anyone, but when facing this man in front of her alone, Lan Xinzi still trembles unconsciously.

Zhang Taiying, the head of the Zhang family, is a man who really walked out of thousands of dead bones.

With his own strength, it took several years to lead the Zhang family to develop to the head of the four major families in Tiansang County.

These……

unimportant!

What's important is that the humbleness that comes from the depths of the soul does not allow Lan Xinzi to look up at his master and speak.

Even if she has become thirty-three people, she has become a grand master!

"It has nothing to do with Zhang Shao, it's my personal matter, just..."

"Me?" Zhang Xinxiong raised his voice.

Lan Xinzi was interrupted, but she didn't dare to make any movements. She heard that her body was even lower.

"This is a personal matter for the servant, even if there is no such thing as Young Master Zhang, I... the servant will still mention it!"

She almost gritted her teeth and said this.

The dream after seven years, and the humiliation after seven years.

These should all be turned over!

I have become a master, and I can obviously be named a guest in any family, why...

"Ah!"

Zhang Taiying snorted coldly, as if there was thunder in the hall.

He raised his left arm, twisted his wrist, and his tone calmed down.

"In this way, you had such an idea before Xiong'er died?"