Seven Virtues

After closing the silver-white door, Qian Xian began to walk towards the prince's room extremely slowly, because of the stiffness of his body, it was extremely strenuous for him to walk even a short distance.

When he walked humbly towards the prince's room, the furious prince was sitting on the golden seat with a blushing face, complaining about Mulberry's inhumanity.

"Hmph, isn't he just a priest? What's the big deal." The embarrassment and anger of being rejected made Wang Jue unable to restrain his superficial vanity.

The words of reproaching the priest aroused the dissatisfaction of the high-ranking envoy standing beside Wang Jue, "My lord, please be careful with your words." He said solemnly.

"What, are you threatening me? Huh?" The complaining Wang Jue was enraged by the waiter's words, he stood up abruptly and tripped over the golden chair.

"No, my lord, I'm just reminding you." The senior waiter took a step back unconsciously.

"Remind? Do I need you to remind me? You are just a servant." Wang Jue's angry eyes began to turn red. He raised his right hand and slapped the waiter on the mouth. I vented everywhere, and I started to feel anxious.

"Master?" The waiter was startled by Wang Jue's sudden move. He covered his numb and painful left face, not only shocked but also dissatisfied with Wang Jue.

In the Gold Hotel, although the task of the waiters is to serve the nobles, the status of the high-ranking waiters is higher than that of the low-ranking nobles, and the status of the middle-ranking nobles is almost the same as that of the high-ranking waiters. A senior waiter complained to him.

When the senior waiter was about to leave the room, the extremely angry Wang Jue actually raised the chair beside him and threw it at the waiter. His first hit hit the waiter's back.

A muffled groan came from the waiter's mouth, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, the severe pain in his back made him unable to get up, "My lord, my lord, please forgive me, you can't do this to me, I'm a high-ranking waiter, it's the same if you do this will be punished."

The waiter raised his right hand and tried to stop Wang Jue, he crawled towards the door while talking, but Wang Jue only thought about the disrespectful words of the waiter at this moment, "You are just a waiter, how dare you disrespect me..."

Wang Jue continued to hit the waiter like crazy, every time he would raise the golden seat high, and then smash it down hard.

The seat, which was extremely heavy for him in the past, became very light at this time, and he lifted the seat above his head without any effort.

After being hit three or four times, the waiter was completely paralyzed on the ground, and he had no breath.

"Huh, huh." Looking at the waiter who was not moving on the ground, Wang Jue smiled easily, and his anger began to subside.

"Haha, this is the price for disobeying me, you know?" Wang Jue, who sat back on his chair again, looked at the snow-white ceiling and said to himself, with a happy and excited smile on his face.

The cowardly prince killed a waiter because of this inexplicable anger. Maybe he was excited when he killed the waiter, but once he calmed down completely, he was still the timid prince.

After smiling for 2 minutes, Wang Jue finally came to his senses. After recovering, he looked at the motionless corpse on the ground in fear, "My God, what did I do?"

Killing a high-ranking waiter is something that Wang Jue dare not even think about. He knows that if someone finds out, he will be expelled from the Gold Hotel. The last time he died was a waiter who could not even be called a low-level waiter. So even if he kills the opponent, he will not be expelled.

But this time is different, the status of the senior waiter is equally noble, this time he may be doomed.

"No, no, they will definitely find me, I have to do something..." Thinking of countermeasures, Wang Jue hurriedly walked around the corpse. He was thinking about how to destroy the corpse. Not a trace will be found.

It's a pity that his brain is too stupid, and after much deliberation, he can only think of the flower bed where Humble was buried before. Since Humble's body was not found, then the body of this high-ranking waiter should not be found either, he thought so lucky .

But if he wanted to bury the body intact and concealed, he needed helpers, but his soldiers had already left after entering the fifth floor, so he was alone now.

"Damn it, it's so heavy." Wang Jue, who was struggling to pull the corpse, retreated carefully step by step. Behind him was the door. For convenience, he dragged the waiter's collar and walked forward.

When Wang Jue struggled to drag the waiter's body through the door, and was about to close the door, the humble who had been standing by the door suddenly made a sound.

"My lord." He said humbly and slowly.

"Scared." The humble, calm and slow tone made Wang Jue jump, "Hey, you dirty bastard, get out of here!"

Wang Jue's frightened expression was completely relaxed when he saw Qian Xian's empty collar.

"My lord, you killed him." He moved modestly and slowly to the right, his eyes were fixed on the waiter's body all the time, and his tone of voice was very certain.

"I told you to go away, didn't you hear me!" Wang Jue looked proudly at the humble man who lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly. For him, speaking to a waiter without a black tie was like letting garbage Actively touch yourself.

"My lord, you..." Qian Xian moved his footsteps again, and said, this time Wang Jue didn't listen to his slow and low voice, but directly raised his right hand and drew towards Qian Xian.

"You really don't know how to flatter, you trash." Wang Jue raised his head and squinted at the humility who was kneeling on the ground all of a sudden, and he shook his hands in disgust as if something disgusting had been stained on them.

"Hmmm." Humility was slammed to the ground by Wang Jue, his arm collided directly with the hard marble floor, and the heavy and vague sound echoed in the entire corridor.

Seeing Humility lying on the ground, Wang Jue directly raised his right foot and walked forward, his hand was still struggling to grab the collar of the senior waiter, the black bow tie had been deformed by him.

Humility lying on the ground looked at the deformed bow tie, and after a few seconds of silence, he grabbed Wang Jue's left foot.

"My lord, my lord, do you still remember the reward you promised me?" He raised his head while speaking humbly and slowly, his face appeared in front of Wang Jue at this moment.

Wang Jue, who was about to step on that disrespectful arm, looked at the familiar face of Qian Qian in horror, "You, aren't you dead?" He swallowed with a trembling voice.

Humility responded to Wang Jue with big smiles. The smiles were humble and shy, but made Wang Jue break out in cold sweat.

It was also at this time that Wang Jue realized that the stench was emanating from the humble body.

For reasons of humility, Wang Jue still did not hide the matter of killing the senior waiter. As a punishment, Wang Jue had to move out of his room tomorrow morning, and he could no longer set foot in the Golden Hotel.

This was the second beating incident in the past two days, and this time it was much more serious than the last time. The last time the injured waiter was still crying on the hospital bed, but this one died directly.

Being expelled from the Golden Hotel is a very shameful thing, and now every nobleman in the hotel is laughing at the prince, laughing at him for not killing the high servant by accident, laughing at him for not having enough money to improve his status , so that just killing a high-ranking servant lost the right of residence.

In the afternoon when the incident was revealed, Wang Jue locked himself in the room and did not go out. Today is the last time he lives here, so he has to make good use of these few hours, at least let him enjoy the noble life again. preferential treatment.

Because of his bad mood, Wang Jue was the only one staying in the room for the past few hours, with more than a dozen plates of delicious food and a row of drinks placed beside him.

Eating the meat sauce noodles on his knees, Wang Jue stared at a certain place on the floor with a gloomy face, "He is still alive, he is obviously dead, I saw it with my own eyes."

Wang Jue stuffed his mouth with food fiercely, he was using food to divert his attention, but even so, all he could think about was Humble's smiling face and the pungent stench.

Just as Wang Jue continued to stuff food into his mouth, a stench came from the direction of the door, and as the footsteps outside the door approached, the stench became stronger and stronger.

Wang Jue was so frightened that he hurriedly put down the noodles with meat sauce, and quickly hid beside the soft white velvet bed. He squatted tremblingly by the bedpost and carefully poked his head towards the door, fearing that he would be discovered.

Soon the door was opened, and at the same time, the faint stench in the air became extremely strong, even covering up the aroma of the food. As for the soldiers guarding outside the door, Wang Jue could only see them lying on the ground. The exposed feet lying on the ground, and the leaf logo on the shoes were exactly what he ordered someone to sew on.

"Noodles with meat sauce." The humble man who walked into the room looked at the noodles with meat sauce on the ground and said clearly, then he stepped over the broken plate and walked forward, constantly sniffing the air in the air. Very light meat sauce flavor.

'Oops', Wang Jue quickly covered his mouth when he saw the humble sniffing action.

But soon, Qian Xian discovered his whereabouts and stood in front of Wang Jue accurately.

Looking at the dirty and worn-out cloth shoes in front of him, Wang Jue did not sneer as usual, but trembled in fear. He raised his head to look at the respectful and humble face above his head, and the blood on his face began to fade.

"My lord, I'm sorry." He bowed 90 degrees and apologized to Wang Jue humbly and respectfully.

"What?" He was apologizing to me?Wang Jue's tense body relaxed because of the humble words. He looked in fear and confusion at the humble who kept bending over at 90 degrees and remained motionless. After a while, he boldly began to move out.

But

"My lord." Suddenly, the humble right hand grabbed Wang Jue's neck, his movements remained the same, the only thing changed was his right hand.

"Let me go..." Wang Jue looked at the respectful humility in horror, and he began to be short of breath.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Humility kept repeating these three words, and what matched the guilt and respect in his mouth was his right hand that began to exert force.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Humility pressed Wang Jue to lie on the ground, he leaned on it and tightened his right hand vigorously, watching Wang Jue's flushed face, the corners of his mouth began to grin slowly.

"Uh, uh." Lying on the carpet, Wang Jue could clearly feel the changes in the strength of the humble right hand, and all his perception seemed to be concentrated on the fragile neck.

Gradually, the oxygen in his lungs began to decrease, and he could only helplessly open and close his mouth in fear, longing for a trace of oxygen to enter his throat.

This torture lasted for several minutes. After a few minutes, Wang Jue was completely out of breath.

Then, the humble and relaxed began to carefully collect all the food in the Wangjue's house, and stuffed them patiently into the Wangjue's throat. Although this action was extremely difficult, the humility finished him patiently.

A dozen stacks of large portions of food were sent into Wang Jue's stomach, throat, and mouth in this way, and every time a stack was stuffed, Qian Qian would say sorry, as if it was his job duty.

Looking at the intact and tidy Lord Wang Jue in front of him, he smiled modestly and satisfied.

He's a good and responsible waiter, isn't he.