Feng Chenglin glanced sideways: "Why didn't you soak? Don't you drink it?"

"I'm not... not thirsty, and I ate too much just now, so I can't drink it!" Zhao Sheng stood attentively and bowed like a waiter.

"Sit down!" Ling Luoyu looked calmly, his eyes were cold and he could not see any joy or anger.

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat: "Ling...Mr. Ling?"

"Sit down, I have something to ask you!"

"……oh……"

Zhao Sheng half-pulled his butt and sat down next to the stool, quietly glanced at the big bowl of tea, and swallowed unconsciously.

Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and quietly picked up the teacup: "I want to ask you something..."

"Mr. Ling, please say!" Zhao Sheng suddenly raised his voice and looked serious: "As long as I know, I will definitely say... Feng Chenglin and I have already talked about this, and we have always done that, Mr. Feng, you

Say it's right?"

Feng Chenglin gave a blank look and didn't like to pay attention to it-

Look at this guilty look!

It seems that no one knows what he did!

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in the tea cup, a little listless: "I ask you, how did the Lord of God say about this town?"

Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

"What?" Feng Chenglin knocked on the table impatiently: "Your Madam San asked you what you said, don't hide it, don't lie, don't think about being clever..."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Zhao Sheng nodded repeatedly, but his eyes were fixed on the tea in Ling Luoyu's hand.

"Mr. Ling asks me if you have something to say. I will definitely speak everything, and I will say everything..."

“What’s here?”

"...ah?" Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly shook.

"What's here?" Ling Luoyu raised his eyes with a cold look: "Why are you the gods who are paying attention to this place?"

"Oh... Mr. Feng and I have told you that this is the place where descendants of the ancient ancestors live!" Zhao Sheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and responded casually.

"The descendants of the ancient ancestors?" Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other quietly: "Why is the Lord of God so concerned about the descendants of the ancient?"

"I don't know this... this! God mainly does whatever we do, I will do..."

Zhao Sheng stood up and held it with both hands respectfully.

"Sir, please have tea, otherwise the tea will be cold..."

"What are you anxious about?" Feng Chenglin shouted in a deep voice unhappily: "Whether we drink tea or not, what's the problem with you? The third young master asked you and said, don't talk about those useless ones!"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Zhao Sheng's butt was put on a stool again, and he was careful to laugh.

"I just heard that it seems that the Lord of God has been paying attention to the affairs of the ancient ancestors because... because..."

He glanced around him and approached Ling Luoyu mysteriously.

"because……"

Ling Luoyu retreated in disgust. Feng Chenglin also grabbed Zhao Sheng and pulled him back.

"Come back for me..."

Zhao Sheng twitched his mouth and sat back in place awkwardly: "I'm afraid... I have ears to the wall. After all, this is on someone's territory!"

"You don't have so much nonsense, you can hide everything you say!" Feng Chenglin looked at him again: "If you don't say it, just shut up and don't talk nonsense to me.

…”

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Sheng nodded respectfully again, his attitude was almost low in the dust: "That... is like this, I heard... those anti-God Lords are actually descendants of the ancient clan, and they are still

Those descendants after the rise…”
Chapter completed!