"what!"

Zhou Yan suddenly let out a painful roar and hugged his head and fell off the wheelchair.

Ling Luoyu frowned, his hands still protecting the original movement, and his eyes looked at Zhou Yan who was holding his head and struggling.

"the host?!"

Cheng Xue screamed and hugged Zhou Yan in her arms.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing his painful cry, Zhuang Dashang and Zhou Yun from outside rushed in at the same time.

"the host"

Seeing Zhou Yan on the ground, Zhuang Dashang rushed to Mo You for the first time.

"You dare to harm my master!?"

Mo You couldn't dodge, and was pinched by Zhuang Dashang, and fell on a chair.

"Don't come here, if you dare to come, I will kill him!"

Feng Chenglin and others stood there unmoved, no one came forward at all.

"I said, brother, you caught the wrong person!"

Feng Chenglin smiled and pointed at Ling Luoyu.

"She is the culprit!"

Zhuang Dashang sneered: "Catch the wrong? With Mo You in hand, whoever dares to do anything I see? If you dare..."

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Yan panted, pressing his head on his left, and pointing his right hand at Zhuang Dashang laboriously.

"Zhuang Dashang... let go... let go of him..."

"the host?"

"open!!"

Zhuang Dashang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Cheng Xue for unknown reasons.

Seeing her nodding, he just let go of Mo You reluctantly.

"Miss Ling, I'm sorry..." Zhou Yan was in Cheng Xue's arms, his face pale: "Da Shang is my brother, he is a bit reckless, if he..."

"It's okay!"

Ling Luoyu glanced at Zhuang Dashang with a smile, and walked towards Zhou Yan leisurely.

"Patriarch Zhou's confidants are all loyal ministers. How can such a person be worthy of my respect?"

Sitting with her knees bent, she lowered her body opposite Zhou Yan, lowering her voice.

"Patriarch Zhou, I am not sure if your subordinates can listen to the following words..."

"It doesn't matter, they are my confidants..."

Zhou Yan quietly held Cheng Xue's hand and suppressed the tremor in his heart.

"If you have anything, just say... I can live it!"

Disappointment is not the first time.

The worst is despair!

What else can there be! ?

"Patriarch Zhou, there is something in your head, do you know?"

"You nonsense!"

Zhou Yan didn't say anything yet, Zhuang Dashang quit.

"My master has more plans than any of you. Even if you have something, it's a good thing..."

"you shut up!"

This time, without Zhou Yan speaking, Cheng Xue had already scolded in a black face.

"The master hasn't spoken yet, what's the matter with you?"

"I"

"Get out after you say it!"

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, Zhuang Dashang's face was a little uncontrollable, but he still shut up obediently, just kicked a chair unhappily and stood behind Zhou Yan angrily.

"Miss Ling, I'm really sorry, Zhuang Dashang has been in Sanchun Lake, and I don't know the owner's situation..."

Cheng Xue's voice became much gentler, and she sighed in a low voice.

"I don't know if there is anything in the master's head, but I know that in recent years, he often has headaches. We all think that he is suffering from physical discomfort due to overwork, so we just use medicine to treat it. Although there is no cure, It hasn't deteriorated...what is the thing you just said?"

There was more anxiety in her eyes.

"Is it... a bad thing?"

"It's not what you think, but from outside!" Ling Luoyu frowned, "Patriarch Zhou, did you ever get hurt when you were a kid, especially on your head?"