บท 4149: The Crime Is Not Punishable By Death

His greeting was grand and respectful as he raised both hands high then kneeled down slowly and rested his forehead on his hands without getting up. 

Feng Jiu had just woken up and although she had freshened up, she still had a sleepy look on her face. Her yawning paused for a moment and her eyes narrowed as she leaned against the handrail of the stairs lazily and looked at the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground. 

Having seen his Master pay his respects in such a grand manner, the middle-aged man behind him hurried forward and knelt down respectfully beside him. 

"Chu Xiong?" She asked lazily, she pondered quickly, then looked at the man who was kneeling at the stairs. She was about to ask him who he was when Du Fan walked out of his room and came up behind her. 

"Master, he is the owner of the Black Market." Du Fan said, the fan in his hand fanned the wind gently whilst his eyes were fixed on the person kneeling below.