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Chapter 9 How old are you?

"The Zhenbao Pavilion is old!"

The servant standing at the door was so excited that his face turned red and he shouted loudly with his neck pulling.

The sound covered everything in the hall.

Swish swish swish swish!

The guests stood up almost at the same time, and everyone looked in the direction of the gate with shock.

Fang Tianhao was even more excited and his body trembled with a red face.

The heads of Zhang, Zhao and Chen families looked at Fang Tianhao with envy and jealousy.

Chen Yong smiled bitterly and said, "Since Mr. Yan came to our Nanhuang City, I have invited him no less than ten times a year, but he has never accepted the invitation!"

Zhang Yong sighed and said sourly: "It's still the Master Fang's face that even Mr. Yan is here to celebrate your birthday in person!"

In the southern desert city.

In addition to the city lord's mansion, the four major families are headed.

The four of them were standing at the top of the power pyramid of Nanhuang City. Even the city lord's mansion had to give them some shame, but only Mr. Yan of Zhenbao Pavilion never took them seriously.

certainly.

The Zhenbao Pavilion, which is spread throughout the Tianyuan Realm, does have such strength and qualifications.

Because of this...

Every family is proud to be able to invite Mr. Yan to the banquet.

But Mr. Yan never participated in these banquets, even if the city lord’s mansion couldn’t invite him!

Today, Mr. Yan actually came to the Fang family, which naturally made everyone envious.

Fang Tianhao's face was flushed, and he couldn't stop smiling. His eyebrows were raised slightly, and his complacent feelings were self-evident. He pretended to be helpless: "Oh, Mr. Yan and I have been friends for many years, but I am relatively low-key and do not want to expose our friendship. This year, I am 80 years old, and he insists on coming to celebrate my birthday..."

The guests around him heard this and their envy became even stronger.

As long as any family has a relationship with Zhenbao Pavilion, it is the hen that has laid a golden egg. Not to mention its success, at least the family's strength can be improved several times in the short term.

Zhao Yu, the head of the Zhao family, said in a deep voice: "Holy Master Fang, I will support us more in the future!"

"It's easy to say!"

Feeling the envious gazes of everyone around him, Fang Tianhao's smile became brighter.

Today is destined to be the most glorious moment of his life!

The arrogant Mr. Yan actually came to celebrate his birthday in person, which was something that I never dreamed of. Over the years, the Fang family has invited Mr. Yan a lot every year, but Mr. Yan has never made an appointment.

Fang Tianhao thought to himself: "He must have received the news that Fang Jin was about to enter the Wangdu Martial Arts Court and become the noble disciple of the emperor, so he came to please our Fang family!"

Just think of this.

Fang Tianhao stood up to sort out his clothes and walked towards the door with a brisk step.

With Mr. Yan still five or six meters away, Fang Tianhao stretched out his right hand and said excitedly: "Hahaha, Mr. Yan is here, it really makes our Fang family shine!"

All the guests around were full of envy: "When will we deal with people like Master Fang like the Lord Fang?"

However……

As everyone looked at them, the scene where the two giants were having a good chat did not appear.

Old Yan actually walked directly over Fang Tianhao and walked behind him.

Fang Tianhao, who was stretched out his hands and had a bright smile on his face, was in a mess in the wind.

Seeing Mr. Yan walking towards her direction, Fang Qingzhu felt nervous. She knew very well how terrifying the energy Mr. Yan had in Nanhuang City.

If you offend the existence in front of you, it will definitely be a dead end!

Fang Qingzhu quickly pulled Xiao Yi and whispered: "Get out of here quickly, this is Mr. Yan from Zhenbao Pavilion, don't block his way!"

Xiao Yi remained motionless, looking at Old Yan who was walking towards him with a strange expression.

"What are you going to do? This is Mr. Yan, we can't afford to offend..." Fang Qingzhu's face was full of anxiety, and she was thinking about how Xiao Yi would get the other party's understanding after a while.

The old man Yan, who was like an uncrowned king in Nanhuang City, quickly stepped forward, stopped one meter in front of Xiao Yi, folded his hands together, and respectfully said: "Yan Mingli greets Mr. Xiao!"

Ka?

Everyone petrified at the same time.

He looked at Xiao Yi and Yan Lao without blinking. Everyone had the words "confused" in bold capital and the heads of the three major families looked at each other. What was the situation?

Didn’t it mean that Mr. Yan and Fang Tianhao have been with each other for many years?

No matter how he ignored Fang Tianhao, he ran to the side of the useless son-in-law of the Fang family so enthusiastically?

The three of them stared at Fang Tianhao in unison.

Fang Tianhao's face froze, and he felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped dozens of times. Thinking of what he said before, he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

Mr. Yan squeezed his eyes at him, as if saying: Teacher, I am enough to give you a face, right?

Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly and looked at Fang Qingzhu who was stunned beside him: "Qingzhu, this is Mr. Yan Mingli, you should call him Mr. Yan like me!"

"Yan, Mr. Yan?" Fang Qingzhu said subconsciously.

"Hahaha, I have heard that Mrs. Xiao is a beautiful girl from heaven. Today, I saw it. This bottle of 'pregnancy pill' is a meeting gift I specially prepared for you. Mrs. Xiao, don't dislike her!" Mr. Yan took out a bottle of elixir and stuffed it into Fang Qingzhu's hand without saying a word.

hiss!

A burst of exclamation suddenly sounded around: "Pregnancy Qi Pill? This is a third-grade elixir, one is worth 5,000 taels of silver, and this bottle is at least ten, which is 50,000 taels?"

"What's going on? Didn't Yan always celebrate the birthday of the Lord Fang's hometown? He ignored him, but seemed to be coming for Xiao Yi?"

Fang Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yi with a panic look on his face and looked at him helplessly.

Xiao Yi patted the back of her hand and smiled and said, "Don't worry, since it was given by Mr. Yan, you can accept it with peace of mind!"

Fang Qingzhu then accepted the pill.

Mr. Yan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Yan did this just to please Xiao Yi?" Fang Qingzhu found that Old Yan had been maintaining a very low posture in front of Xiao Yi, and was also shocked by the thoughts in his mind.

This is the Lord of Zhenbao Pavilion, and his status is extremely noble.

Even though the four major families of Guiwei sent him invitations several times, Yan Lao was disdainful. Now, in order to please Xiao Yi, he actually gave him such a precious pregnancy elixir as a meeting gift?

Is this really the waste that everyone despises?

Fang Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yi again and felt that his body seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, which made people unable to see through. The more he explored, the deeper he fell like he was trapped in a slush.

"Announcing..."

Fang Tianhao leaned over with his teeth. He was now like a ray of light and just now he brags out the bull. If he can't come back, he will be embarrassed.

With the last glimmer of hope in his eyes, he asked tentatively: "Old Yan, aren't you here to celebrate my birthday? Why are you chatting with this waste?"

"waste?"

Old Yan was stunned, and then realized that the waste in Fang Tianhao's mouth was pointing at Xiao Yi. A cold light flashed deep in his eyes, and he asked with disdain, "Who are you? Is it worthy to ask me to celebrate your birthday?"
Chapter completed!
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