After making up his mind, Senior Brother Zhang instantly changed into a smile: "Two... are indeed smart people. It seems that I... I miscalculated. I was still thinking about using "The King of Dan" to exchange for a huge sum of money, but..."

He pointed to the room behind him and smiled even more flatteringly.

"But the price you gave just now is a huge sum of money? So, it's not interesting for me to keep that book again! In this way, I'll take a look at the two of you and I'll go and get "The King of Dan"!"

He greeted several disciples of Yaoshan Sect to serve him carefully, but he quickly went out.

Shang He frowned and walked in unhappily: "Why did he leave?"

"It's done!"

Feng Chenglin stretched his waist, slumped in the chair, raising his eyebrows at Ling Luoyu.

"How is it? Third Young Master, I'm pretty perfect in cooperation! "The King of Dan" is here!"

"Yeah!?"

Ling Luoyu was not as optimistic as him and looked at the table with thoughtfulness.

"Fatty, what do you think... what about this banquet table?"

A banquet?

Feng Chenglin was stunned and glanced at the mess all over the table.

"Alright... okay!"

"How luxurious than we were back then?"

"Are you?" Feng Chenglin sat upright, and his expression became solemn: "San Young Master, what's wrong? Did you see something wrong?"

"It's not that something is wrong, but it's very wrong!"

Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes and shook his head with a smile.

"If my disciples and grandchildren dare to waste their extravagance and waste my hard work in front of me, even if I die, I will jump out of the coffin and see them dragged into the coffin one by one!"

Feng Chenglin's pupils suddenly shrank: "Living ancestor?"

He gasped.

"San Young Master, are you saying... the living ancestors don't watch them make trouble like this?"

"If it were you, would you?"

"...I don't know, but the master in your family is unusual..."

Feng Chenglin waved his hand indifferently and twitched his lips.

"I think about how far did you and Xi Yunfei fight to the point? Didn't he sit on Diaoyutai and didn't interfere in anything? If Xi Yunfei hadn't been to your master's end, he would probably not have shown up!"

The sect leader of his own sect will be killed instantly, and the living ancestors will not show up.

Now that Senior Brother Zhang and other ants are jumping around, he will definitely not like to show up.

"Although these people now live a little extravagant life, no matter what, they are internal disciples of Yaoshan Sect. No matter how hard they make, they are all fat and water that has not flowed out of the outsiders' fields. It's still the matter within your Yaoshan Sect, so he definitely doesn't like to care even more!"

No matter who is the boss, he is his own disciple.

The palms and backs of hands are full of flesh, which one can he help?

Therefore, it is natural that living ancestors do not come forward.

Anyway, it’s all internal consumption, so let them do it themselves!

"San Young Master, if I were a living ancestor, I wouldn't care... In this world, the survival of the weak is the hard truth! Whether it is external or internal, it is the same... As long as his disciples can convince the public, I guess your living ancestors don't care who is the boss!"

"It would be fine if this is the case, but if..." Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed quickly, and he suppressed the words behind him.

"Are you afraid something happened to him? No!" Feng Chenglin smiled and waved his hand: "You don't know what kind of cultivation the living ancestors have?"
Chapter completed!