"Yes, lord." The housekeeper responded respectfully.
"Look at the group of people below, don't make any trouble for me." Old Qi sighed and left slowly with a cane.
The butler looked at the people talking downstairs and found a quiet corner.
What is the birthday party of Mr. Qi? It is just to give these people a chance to make friends from all walks of life.
The most important thing is that it is also to let the heirs of the Dongfang family and the Shangguan family show their faces so that everyone can know their existence.
...
Chen Feng sat in the study, motionless, like a sculpture.
After hanging up the phone, he was about to get up, but he felt a needle-like pain in his chest inexplicably. It was the warrior's consciousness that reminded him something.
Chen Feng had a white face, waiting for the pain to pass, but his heart was like a storm, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Who will it be?" he murmured, and the faces of Li Jiajia, Xiaoyu, Shui Ning and others appeared in his mind.
It was impossible for him to have a chest pain for no reason, so naturally something happened to the person close to him.
Even though he knew something might have happened to them, he couldn't do anything. Chen Feng's heart seemed to be pressing on a huge rock, which made him breathless.
After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Feng opened his eyes and no longer had the worries he had before, and his eyes were calm.
He knew that it would be useless to worry, so he might as well handle the matter here as soon as possible and set out to find their whereabouts.
"Prepare to start." Chen Feng took out the phone and said just this.
He has no time to wait any longer.
Abandoning the messy thoughts in his mind, Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced according to the mental method of Liangyi Yin and Yang Technique.
This is the world after all, even if you use the Liangyi Yin and Yang Technique, your cultivation speed is not as fast as it is in the Xuan Realm.
Time flies, and at around 7 o'clock the next morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes.
Looking at the message from Hu Yue on his phone, Chen Feng's mouth curled me slightly: "I hope you will like the gift I gave."
As he said that, Chen Feng took the car key and chose a car in the garage to leave Feilong Mountain.
When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he looked at the crowded food stall, Chen Feng chose a location and made it.
He hasn't experienced this kind of human spirit for a long time. When his cultivation reaches his level, he no longer needs grains.
Chen Feng still couldn't change this habit, and now he had a rare time to sit down and taste it.
Looking at the soy milk fried dough sticks and buns served, Chen Feng smelled the scent of the flowing fragrance. Even if he was not hungry, there would be a sound in his stomach.
While eating, Chen Feng heard a whisper from beside him.
"Has that person never eaten? It's like a starving ghost reincarnated."
"Xinyan, stop talking, it has nothing to do with us." Another woman in professional clothes pulled him.