"What honoured guest? Didn't I fucking say that today? No guests! The two most important guests are sitting right in front of me!"
Martial Maestro was drunk, his face was red and even his voice, when he spoke, was floating.
Lydia looked at Martial Maestro with some surprise.
Several bottles of proof spirits had been placed on his table.
The average person would have had a stomach perforation after all this wine.
But Martial Maestro was merely a little drunk.
Leo, who had been eating his food quietly, smiled and said, "You've regressed in this drinking capacity, only this much?"
These words shocked Lydia even more.
And this was a regression in drinking?
Lydia suddenly remembered something, that time in Hopkins, Sophia designed her to drink with some of the Hopkins family lords, as a result, she was drank to the point of vomiting blood.
Could it be that Leo had a more horrible drinking capacity?
This time, when Martial Maestro returned to Hopkins, he brought some disciples, and it was one of these students who reported back.
His expression was tinged with embarrassment, "Sir, the guest seeking an audience has a powerful background and he wants to share a table together."
The words fell, and Martial Maestro slapped a heavy hand on the table.
As Lydia stared in horror, the table, made of fine marble, was instantly slapped with a crack.
"How dare he!"
With a gloomy face, Martial Maestro shouted angrily, "I said that the two most important and valuable guests are sitting in front of me, what other people are there more important than these two?"
At these words, the disciple couldn't help but give Leo and Lydia an extra look.
In his heart, he said, "What on earth is this man and woman about to make the gentleman think so highly of them!
Martial Maestro waved his hand, "You tell those distinguished guests who want to see me to go away, I am not available today, or, ask them to wait downstairs until I finish my meal and then go down to see them."
This was said with unparalleled arrogance, but when one thinks of the identity of Martial Maestro, arrogance was reasonable.
"Yes, sir."
The apprentice walked out.
A smile immediately surfaced on Martial Maestro's face, "Let's continue drinking."
Leo smiled and touched Martial Maestro, "Really don't go and take a look, what if it's a very important guest?"
Martial Maestro shook his head straight away, "No matter how important it is, it's not as important as you and Mrs. Cohen!"
"You made a phone call and told me to come over to hold up the scene, so I came over... What's that Cassius?"
Martial Maestro shouted in a slurred voice.
On the side, Lydia once again gave Leo a frightened look.
Martial Maestro came because of Leo?!
Leo smiled, and let him be.
Downstairs sat a tall, middle-aged man.
He just sat casually like that, and the pressure emanating from his body made it difficult for people to catch their breath.
It was the Guardian of the Westernland, Cassius.
Beside them, there are those of Olly and Euan.
Nathaniel left early due to his willing status.
Soon, Martial Maestro's apprentice came down.
Olly immediately stood up and asked at him, "Well, where's Martial Maestro?"
The disciple looked calm: "Sorry, Martial Maestro is receiving valuable guests, please come back tomorrow."
"Or take a short break here and wait for Martial Maestro to finish his meal."
At these words, Olly's face turned much darker.
Cassius even waved his hand directly and said expressionlessly, "You tell Martial Maestro that Cassius, the Guardian of the Westernland, requests an audience!"
Anyone felt Cassius's anger.
The Guardian of the Westernland was so unpopular!
As these words fell, Cassius unleashed his aura.
At once, a vast mangled aura came over him, causing the Martial Maestro's disciple's face to pale.
From Cassius, he sensed a fluctuation that was not weaker than that of Martial Maestro.
He was far from a match.
"Okay ......"
The apprentice could only return to the compartment and state Cassius's words in their original form.
"Guardian of the West?"
Martial Maestro's expression turned strange for a moment.
Leo smiled and also put down his chopsticks, "Speak of the devil, the person who has come to see you is the Guardian of the West, will you see him or not?"
This time Martial Maestro hesitated for a moment; after all, Cassius was a guardian of the four realm lords alongside Leo.
However, he still refused.
"No, so what if the guardian of the west, he has to wait."
Martial Maestro said to his disciple, "Just tell that Cassius that Martial Maestro is receiving a noble guest who is a hundred times more honourable than he is, and tell him to keep quiet!"
The disciple's heart thudded, afraid of Cassius.
But as he was the disciple of Martial Maestro, he had to convey the words to Cassius in the original manner.
"Mr. Miller, Martial Maestro still chooses to finish receiving the guests before him before coming out to receive them."
With these words, the aura on Cassius's body finally exploded, he couldn't stand it anymore!
"He's bullying me too much! I'm the guardian of the Westernland, it's enough that he stole the man who greeted me, but he's even neglected me again and again!"
Cassius's voice was like a torrent, and his voice echoed throughout the marquee.
Olly and Euan could not help but lower their heads, not daring to speak under this kind of aura.
This was the Guardian of the West, of unfathomable strength!
Just the slightest display of power silenced everyone.
Cassius's gloomy eyes suddenly fell on his disciple: "Isn't he going to go out? Then I'll force him to come out!"
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