The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Now the surrounding people’s expressions were also not very good. They also followed the logic and came to a sudden realization.

Indeed, seeing the old-fashioned clothing on Su Luo’s body and that natural face without any cosmetics. Above, her head appeared to have never worn any jewelry. Looking at her, one could only see a clean face and an impoverished appearance. How could she have enough gold coins to issue a task at the Mercenary Union?

This was impossible, right?

Even His Highness the crown prince started to frown.

Even though he had experienced this loathsome girl’s clear eloquence the previous time. However he never expected that she could be clever and collected to such a degree.

At present, everyone at the scene was stronger than her. Regardless of which person was pulled out, that person could easily swat her to death with the palm of a hand.

Under this kind of ambiance, a situation where almost everyone was hostile to her, she could still speak frankly with assurance. She advanced gradually step by step while setting up traps everywhere, calmly and unperturbed, she washed away the injustice against herself.

This kind of Su Luo was really the rumored good-for-nothing?

If this kind of her was a good-for-nothing, then what should this entire group of people that was forced to retreat step by step, and was powerless to resist her, be called?

His Highness the crown prince’s sharp eyebrows lifted slightly. A contemplating expression flashed across his eyes...frankly speaking, he was a little interested in this kind of Su Luo.

Just at this moment, the distinct sounds of footsteps could suddenly be heard coming from outside.

From the doorway, a red-robed, peerless youngster leisurely walked in.

Such a beautiful and handsome young man!

Su Luo sucked in some cold air.

He was dressed in a red brocade robe, his exquisite face was flawless without a trace of blemish. He had a pair of pitch-black, beautifully clear eyes. Above his nose and between his eyebrows, was an exotic beauty mark, making him appear even more mysterious and pretty handsome.

What was even more unusual was that his body gave off a temperament as pure as a child.

He had been smiling since the beginning. Since the time he came in, the corner of his mouth was lifted into a radiant arc that hadn’t gone down.

When the crown prince saw this person, his eyebrows wrinkled. A dark color flashed across his eyes as if restraining himself, it seemed he was rather afraid of this person.

When Su Zian saw this youngster, his complexion darkened momentarily, but quickly restored to its original state. Afterwards, he put a smile on his face and went up to welcome this person.

Truly, the biggest change in expression belonged to Mr. Mo, who was overflowing with cold sweat. He looked at the red-robed youngster at the door and his foot slipped. Both of his legs seemed to have gone limp from lack of strength and he directly sank to his knees.

“Didn’t know that president Beichen would honor us with his presence. Please excuse me for not going out to greet you and hope you will forgive me, forgive me.” Su Zian, wearing a smile, cordially cupped his hands in greeting.

Beichen Ying came from the mysterious Beichen clan. Right now, he was the president of the Mercenary Union in the Eastern Ling Empire.

He always had a smiling appearance.

Of course, the fiercer he was when killing people, the more gorgeous his smile became.

The only people who were aware of this habit of his was not his closest brothers, but the countless corpses that had died with their eyes wide open.

Beichen Ying had both hands behind his back and calmly stood within the main hall. After looking around once, he faintly smiled while casting a glance at Su Zian and nodded his head slightly, “General Su, no need to be so polite, ha ha, your luck is really pretty good! You gave birth to a great daughter, in the future, you will achieve meteoric success. Your future prospects are beyond measure, congratulations, congratulations.”

Once he finished speaking, Beichen Ying very optimistically clapped Su Zian’s shoulder.

This was the posture of a superior to a subordinate.

In the Empire, the president of the Mercenary Union and the Great General that protected the country was of the same rank, there wasn’t one was of a higher or lower rank, so to speak.

However, due to Beichen Ying’s family background, his status was a lot higher. Even though Su Zian’s heart was unsatisfied, he still would not dare to resist.

Because the Beichen family was really mysterious, was extremely high in status, too high to reach....This last name, once it appeared was an existence that made people despair.