Feng Jiu, who was sitting in the main hall drinking tea, allowed the guards and maids to look at her. It just so happened it was meal time and she hadn’t eaten yet. She was hungry, so she said to the guard standing nearby: “Bring me something to eat, I am getting hungry.”

She said it very naturally, as if she were in her own home, without any restraint or tension. The guard was stunned for a moment, then he retreated.

She drank tea while she waited. She had already finished two cups of tea but the City Lord still hadn’t appeared. It was obvious that the other party wanted to show her who was superior.

After Feng Jiu had drank two cups of tea, the snacks were served. While Feng Jiu ate the snacks, the Young City Lord arrived before the City Lord.

As soon as he entered the main hall and saw the man in red eating snacks, he asked with a dark face: “Didn’t you leave? Why did you come back?”

Feng Jiu glanced at him: “Who said I wanted to come back? It was your Father who invited me over.” Having said that, the corners of her mouth twitched and revealed a sinister smile: “You are my slave now. Well? Doesn’t a slave need to salute his Master when he sees his Master?”

Ling Tianyu’s face changed when he heard this. He couldn’t help but take a step back and stared at Feng Jiu defensively: “This is my home! Don’t take things too far!”

“Too far? I don’t think so.” She chuckled, then picked up a snack and ate it and said: “Come over and pour some wine for me.”

Almost as soon as Feng Jiu’s words had come out, Ling Tianyu walked over involuntarily. Heresisted in his heart, he felt as though a thousand knives were drilling between his eyebrows. The discomfort was so maddening.

“What are you standing there for? Bring the wine!” He shouted at a guard next to him in a deep voice.

When the guard saw this, he hurriedly ordered someone to bring the wine. After the wine had been brought over, Ling Tianyu poured the wine for Feng Jiu himself and stood aside like a waiting child.

The City Lord who had heard the news strode into the main hall. When he saw the scene, he nearly fainted. He took a deep breath before he stepped forward. His sharp eyes scrutinised the red-clothed man with the free and easy manner.

This was the man who defeated his son?

His eyes swept over his body with his spirit intent. He saw that this person’s strength was at the level of the Immortal Emperor and his breath was restrained. It wasn’t so simple, so it seemed that it was justified that his son had lost to him.

While he looked at Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu was also sizing him up. With a faint glance, she saw the superior strength of the opponent, and he hadn’t restrained his breath when he entered. It was obvious to shock her, but she was Feng Jiu, she wasn’t anyone else. Under the breath of the opponent’s superior strength, she remained the same as before and the expression on her face didn’t change at all.

“This must be Young Master Feng Jiu?” The City Lord stepped in and asked at the same time.

“Yes.” Feng Jiu bowed and said: “I wonder, why did the City Lord invite me over?”

Hmph! He knew exactly why!

Ling Tianyu at the side snorted coldy. Although he lamented in his heart, he didn’t dare to speak or express his anger. Who told him to lose to Feng Jiu? Even if he didn’t want to, he could only stand there and pour wine for her.

When they City Lord heard Feng Jiu’s words, he was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile: “Well, I hope that Young Master Feng can release the contract of slavery with my son.”