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Chapter Nineteen Dinner

In the room of the head of the Yan family, there was an old man with white hair sitting in front of Uncle Zhong. This old man was the head of the Yan family, Yan Feixue's grandfather Yan Tian, ​​one of the four great fighting sects in He Yuncheng. At this time, Uncle Zhong

I am reporting to him what happened in Yitian.

"You mean this boy is already a powerful Dou Huang warrior. How old is he?" the head of the Yan family asked in shock.

"About twenty years old!"

"So young, he seems to be a direct descendant of some very large families or core disciples of those large sects."

"Let's have a banquet for him tonight, and I'll go find out about him."

"But sir, will asking him these questions make him feel disgusted and think that we have ulterior motives for him?"

"Don't worry, I won't ask these questions deliberately when the time comes. I will pretend to ask them casually. No matter who he is, we just need to try to be on good terms with him."

"Well, Xiaotian has a very easy-going temperament. We don't need to do anything more. We can just get along with him casually."

The small courtyard in the west wing.

Yan Feixue and Yitian were sitting on stone chairs.

"Brother Yitian, will you come back here in the future?" The girl asked. Who is a girl who is not pregnant? At the most critical moment, the prince charming in her heart actually fell from the sky. How could she not fall in love with the boy?

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"I guess so." Looking at the restless girl beside him, Yitian was a little at a loss. It was obvious that the girl loved him, but he didn't dare to say anything, let alone promise anything.

Hearing this answer, the girl's face became sad.

Yitian didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere seemed very dull.

"Second Miss, the master of the house asked you to take the guests to the hall for dinner. You must thank him in person." At this moment, a servant hurried over and said to the two of them.

Yitian breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the girl's resentful eyes, Yitian didn't know what to do.

"I understand. Let's go over there. Brother Yitian, let's go to the hall." Yan Feixue stood up.

Yan Family Hall.

"My dear nephew, I asked you to call you Xiaotian," the head of the Yan family laughed loudly and said to Yitian.

"That's right. You're welcome, old man." Yitian waved his hand repeatedly.

"Come on, let's have a drink with Xiaotian to thank him for saving Xiaoxue's life."

The heads of the Yan family were all in the hall at this time, and there were about twenty people. The youngest was a three or four-year-old girl who was gnawing on a big chicken drumstick, but the young mother beside her had already taken it.

Her chicken leg was missing, replaced by a small wine glass, but it was filled with boiled water.

"Big brother, Weiwei respects you." The little girl's milky voice matched that of the little lion Lieyan, making everyone laugh.

"By the way, Xiaotian, I heard from Lao Zhong that you are going to Bone City and want to borrow the space wormhole here."

"Yes, there is not much time left before the Tianshan Blood Pool erupts. If we fly directly there, I'm not sure I can get there in time. I can only use the space wormhole."

"Then Xiaotian will have to stay here for a few days. The space wormhole is still under repair, but don't worry, it won't take long, it will be repaired in three days."

"It's okay. I can just go shopping here these days. By the way, I heard there is an auction tomorrow night."

"Yes, there should be some good things in this auction, otherwise the old guy from the Lin family wouldn't show off in front of me and let me watch the show."

"Then I can't miss it!"

"By the way, I haven't asked where Xiaotian is from."

"I don't know either. I was adopted by my master since I was a child." Yitian couldn't tell him Su Mufeng's life experience, so he had to make up some nonsense.

"Then what is your master's name?"

"A savage from the mountains. The old guy won't let me reveal his name to others."

"Oh, your master must be a reclusive master. Most of these people are a bit withdrawn and don't like worldly life."

"Let's not talk about that old guy. Let's have another drink. Come on, little Weiwei, brother, I'll do it with you first." Yitian stretched out the wine glass to the little girl.

"Cheers, brother!" Xiao Weiwei raised the wine glass high.


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