The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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In fact, Xiji could also buy a business on his own, but the things were ready and construction would start soon, and he was not sure if he could find a place that satisfied him. Seeking help from the Night King was the fastest way.

Although he thought so in his heart, since this was still asking the Night King for something, he still seemed a bit weak when he said it. My lord, I want a place to make wine. The last manor can no longer accommodate it. I also need water, and it would be even better if it is spring water.

After hearing what Xiji said, Ye Wang didn't react much. He knocked on the table silently, then gave an order outside to call the butler over.

After a while, the butler followed the servant who had gone to report and ran over, panting.

Sir, do you have something to ask me?

Ye Wang nodded gently. He didn't have much patience in front of people other than Xiji, so when he saw the butler coming, he asked directly: "Does this king have any houses near mountains or rivers?" The place should be large enough to store things and have a cellar to store goods.

The housekeeper bowed slightly, thought for a while, and then said frankly: There is a farm in the west that can meet your needs. There is not only water near the farm, but also spring water from the mountain. However, the place is a bit remote and was originally used as a granary. I am afraid it is not suitable for living.

Xiji's eyes lit up after hearing this. He had been to the granary before, so he naturally knew what kind of structure it was. The huge warehouse could be used as a wine-making workshop, saving him the trouble of remodeling it later.

Xiji thought this place was very good, so he quickly pulled at Ye Wang's clothes and asked him to give him this place.

Who knew that the Night King just glanced at him indifferently, but had no intention of speaking. Instead, he said to the butler: You go down first.

Yes. Although he didn't know what he was here for, he still dared not disobey the Night King's orders. After receiving the order, the butler left the study quickly at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his huge body.

After the butler left, Xiji looked at Ye Wang, tugged at his sleeve anxiously, and said dissatisfiedly: My lord, what's wrong with you?

The Night King pulled away Xiji's hand that was about to tear his clothes out of shape, put it in his palm, and asked casually: What about me?

Xiji felt that the Night King was pretending not to understand, so he said dissatisfiedly: My lord, didn’t you agree to help me find a house?

This made the Night King chuckle, and he said softly: I never made peace with you.

Xiji lowered his head and looked at him in amazement. His pretty face was full of stupidity and a bit of grievance. Wasn't it to call the butler here just to give him some territory?

The Night King looked at Xiji, who was pouting and getting angrier, and said softly: You can't always get benefits from me for free, you have to show some sincerity, right?

After hearing what the Night King said and seeing the mockery in his eyes, Xiji had no idea what he was thinking about. His face suddenly became red with blood.

The Night King was watching with interest, and when Xiji looked more and more embarrassed, he asked with interest: Jill, have you thought of something? Why is your face so red?

Xiji looked at the smile on his lips and muttered softly: Bad boy.

The Night King looked at Xiji's increasingly red face and knew that he was wrong, but he was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he said leisurely: What are you thinking about? His face turned so red. I just want to eat the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that you made a few days ago. Why are you reacting so strongly? Don't you want to make it for me?