"It turns out that it's the young master of the Xie family. You're late, we've all arrived a long time ago. Come and sit down!"

Seeing this, Xie Yutang walked up with the eldest son of the Ruan family and sat down in one of the positions, while Feng Jiu stood behind him.

"There are several direct descendants of the Xie family. Which one do you rank? Why haven't you seen you before?" A young man asked, looking at Xie Yutang with some confusion. He knew several direct descendants of the Xie family, but he didn't know the person in front of him.

"I am not a direct line, I am a side line." Xie Yutang said, picking a grape on the small table in front of him and eating it. Thinking of Feng Jiu behind him, he picked another string and handed it to him: "Give it."

Feng Jiu looked at him with some surprise, saw him signaling, and saw that everyone around him looked at him in surprise, so he reached out to take it and picked one and ate it.

"How is it? Isn't it sweet?" Xie Yutang asked, picking another one and eating it.

"Yeah." She responded and signaled him to look ahead.

"Are you from the sideline department?" A young man looked at him strangely, then looked at Master Ruan and asked, "Didn't Mrs. Ruan invite the mistress of the Xie family? How could a child from the sideline department come with him?"

In the eyes of their direct descendants, the identity of the sidelines is one level lower than that of them, and everyone here is the direct descendants. Unexpectedly, the Xie family came from the sidelines.

Master Ruan smiled and said, "As far as I know, the wife of the Xie family invited by my mother today is a wife from the sidelines. I heard from my mother that she was an old acquaintance with the wife of the Xie family." His voice paused slightly and said, "As the saying goes, don't talk about the origin of a hero. Whether it is a direct or a sidelines, as long as you are talented, you will be respected. Do you think so?"

Hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, identity is a symbol, but their own strength is also very important." So everyone's eyes fell on Xie Yutang again.

Feng Jiu stood behind Xie Yutang and picked the bunch of grapes and ate them. While looking at the eyes of everyone, he thought to himself: The eldest son of the Ruan family eased the scene as soon as he spoke. These people are now watching Xie Yutang's strength and cultivation. However, with Xie Yutang's strength, he is considered to be of medium or superior among his age.

Everyone started chatting one by one, and the atmosphere gradually merged. Fengjiu stood behind and ate grapes. When the grapes in his hand were eaten, Xie Yutang in front stuffed two more fruits. So not only the servants standing behind the other young masters showed envy on their faces, but even the young masters of the aristocratic families were very curious.

"Yutang, are you always so good to the servant?" Someone couldn't help asking. From sitting down until now, he saw the servant behind him eating fruits.

"Of course not, he is different." Xie Yutang said.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but ask, "Why are they different? There is nothing outstanding about it!"

A young man couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, there is no outstanding place? Look at this servant has never stopped in his mouth since he was just now. He eats whatever Yutang takes. How much food has he eaten? You said, which servant can eat like him?"

When Feng Jiu heard this, she ate and looked up at the boy. When she saw this, she couldn't help but feel a stagnant in her heart.
Chapter completed!