Chapter 308 The Mysterious Big Man

The reason why he is said to be unfathomable is not that he is the number one in kung fu and is invincible in the world, but that he is indifferent by nature and does not easily fight with others, and once he fights, he has never been defeated...

Since he is a painting saint, naturally he will not be short of money.

Moreover, his dressing expenses are not low-key. Any accessory he takes out on his body is worth tens of thousands of gold, and some items are even hundreds of thousands of gold. No matter where he goes, it is like a mobile treasure house.

Such a person naturally attracts the covetousness of people from all walks of life in the arena, and there are countless people who want to plot against him to get a vote.

But it's strange to say that this Han Shanyue is clearly only one person. No matter how many people are sent to rob and kill him by those gangs who plan on him, they will be meat buns and dogs, and there will be no return...

No one has seen his real shot, and those who have seen it are no longer alive in this world...

His whereabouts are uncertain, and he has been seen on the land of five countries on this continent.

No one knows where he lives, and he suddenly appears when it seems like he should,

And naturally there is no sign of walking, and it disappears after walking.

There were good people who followed him, but they couldn't find him until halfway, some said that he disappeared out of thin air, and some said that he was driving away...

All in all, it's a godsend...

It also made him more mysterious.

Ning Xuemo didn't expect to come to the teahouse today and meet this great god, and a few curiosity arose in his heart.

So when Ji Yunhuang knew that the teahouse upstairs in this teahouse was reserved by Mr. Han Shanyue, the only way to drink tea was downstairs. When she proposed to go to other teahouses, she refused.

She picked up a seat facing the stairway and sat down, smiled: "Your Highness, let's talk here." Beckoned to the young man to bring two pots of good tea.

Ji Yunhuang looked at her with a complicated look. What he wanted to talk to her had to be said slowly in a quiet private room, not in the lobby where there were other tea guests.

But now he didn't want to go against her intentions, and she was obviously a lot colder to him this time.

If she is angry with him and ignores him, he still has the confidence to coax her again, but she is lukewarm and polite to him...

Let him give birth to a kind of fear out of thin air, a kind of fear that can no longer save her...

When His Royal Highness came, the guys in the teahouse naturally did not dare to neglect, tea is the best tea, the pot is also the best pot, and the refreshment is of course the best refreshment.

Ning Xuemo glanced at the small red clay pot, she naturally recognized the pot, it was the style she used last time, it should be new from the store. It seems that the prince wants to arouse her nostalgia and make her forget the unpleasantness of the past...

His Royal Highness is very attentive. Unfortunately……

Ji Yunhuang also seemed to be a master at brewing kung fu tea. He made tea with his own hands, and his movements flowed smoothly. Every move was full of aristocratic freedom and ease, which was pleasing to the eye.

Ji Yunhuang is not a low-key prince, so the people of the capital are not unfamiliar with him, especially the tea guests here, who are basically dignitaries, so they are naturally more familiar with him.

When Ji Yunhuang came in with Ning Xuemo, many people stood up to greet him, and Ji Yunhuang dealt with it in a few words.

These people knew that the Crown Prince didn't want to be disturbed at this time, so they didn't dare to come and approach him, but they also devoted a part of their energy to always pay attention to the movement of the table.