Long Xing didn't feel Yuan Ling's inner thoughts. He left the rockery and walked along the corridor to the living room. At the end of the corridor, I met Feng Wu head-on.
Long Xing went out for a long time and did not return. As the housekeeper, Feng Wu was worried about what happened to Uncle Long Xing. What's more, he also saw what happened to the second child's family just now.
"Uncle Long Xing, is everything okay? The second brother seems to still have a grudge against you in his heart. I will keep an eye on him in the future. After all, after the boss left, a lot of the handicap business left behind is with him. "Feng Wu said apologetically.
"It's okay. Someone else wants to spy on the Mo family. It's not a big concern for my second uncle." Long Xing responded calmly.
Feng Wu said this and was about to turn around, letting Long Xing go back to the living room first. The moment he turned around, his heart trembled. Less than half an hour later, his new uncle gave him an invisible sense of pressure. .
Today, Long Xing has broken through a small realm. Although he suppressed the spiritual power and momentum in his body, Feng Wu still felt the unintentional overflow.
"Uncle, have you made a breakthrough again?" Feng Wu couldn't hold back and asked with a shocked expression.
"Well, it's just a fluke. I broke through a small level. I'll help you and Uncle Lei and Uncle Huo improve later. The Mo family may be facing a certain crisis now." When Long Xing thought that the sand virus strain was eyeing him, and this The fairy bodhi tree in the big house makes me feel a little uneasy.
If he couldn't get away, the Mo family's guard was still a little weak. The level of Feng Wu's young dragon master was no match for the Sand Virus Strain, not to mention that he had provoked the Longchuan Gang.
"Thank you very much, uncle. It's a blessing for us three old guys to be able to improve our strength." Feng Wu was grateful in his heart and hurriedly thanked him.
Long Xing walked in front, and Feng Wu followed behind and walked to the hall. At this time, in the Hundred Days Banquet Hall, under Mo's reception, everyone was already drinking happily, and the clan members gathered around Mo's table and took turns toasting.
Zi Ling hugged Wan'er, while Yingying and Mo responded to the enthusiasm of the tribe members one by one. Wan'er looked around with big eyes, seeming to be particularly interested in so many people in the banquet hall.
Zi Ling is not good at socializing. She is a cultivator and is not interested in these drinks at all. The reason why she stayed was entirely because of Wan'er's specialness and her slightest affection for Long Xing.
Qingtian Jackal, Yao Hu and Yang Hu were sitting at a table in the back row. Seeing that Long Xing was not at his seat, they did not go over to propose a toast. As Long Xing's brothers, they were not familiar with the Mo family. Except for Yingying, who they met in the hotel, not even Jackal knew the members of the Mo family.
The only people sitting at the same table as Qingtian and others were a few peripheral disciples of the Mo family. There was another guest who was special. He wore a peaked hat and covered half of his face. He had not spoken since he sat down on his seat. He kept drinking wine in his hand. Of the two bottles of wine on the table, he almost drank one himself.
At this table, the person in charge of pouring wine was a person from the periphery of the Mo family, Mo Demin. Looking at the wine in his hand, he saw that it had bottomed out. There were eight people at a table, except for the four Qingtian people who were brought here by the new uncle and whom he did not recognize. This guest in the peaked hat was quite special among the guests of the Mo family.
"This man has a good drinker. May I ask who is the head clan brother?" Mo Demin didn't feel sorry for the wine, but felt that he just finished writing about the wine and he drank it without saying hello to everyone.
I was entrusted by Butler Feng to pour wine for the people at this table. I was given only two bottles of wine. Before the process was halfway through, the wine was gone. Most of the guests have not yet poured their second glass of wine, so there is no way to drink like a peaked cap.
The Mo family's hundred-day banquet was very particular about the location of the banquet. The closer it was to the banquet table of the Mo family's mistress and family, the more distinguished the guests were. On the corner, there were some people who had no family status and were just ordinary people. The peripheral tribesmen of the Mo family, as well as guests with whom they have some friendship.
Although Mo Demin didn't recognize the peaked cap, he was just huddled on the table in the corner with himself, so he must not be a direct guest of the Mo family.
"Just pour the wine, there's so much nonsense!" The peaked hat didn't buy it, he said in a hoarse voice.
"Brother, why are you talking like this? There are only two bottles of wine assigned to this table. If you can drink it, I have to go to Butler Feng to get the wine. Isn't this for everyone's consideration?" Mo Demin was slapped by the peaked cap and felt unhappy. , but still said very gently.
"That's right, my brother's drinking capacity is amazing. It's fate that we can all be together at the same table. May I ask you your name? I, Qingtian, am willing to have a drink with you." Qingtian looked at the Mo family members who were pouring wine in their caps, sitting on the table. Next to him, he tried to smooth things over.
"You're the onion. If you want to drink, you have some in your cup. You can't finish the Mo family's wine. You can drink as much as you want. Don't ruin my drinking pleasure!"
One sentence made Qingtian blush.
"Brother, what are you talking about? This is a banquet hosted by my eldest niece. Are you the one who counts?" Jackal couldn't stand listening anymore. When he saw Qingtian being choked, he became angry.
Yang Hu and Yao Hu also put down their cups and stared at the cap with unkind eyes.
"Forget it, forget it, you are all guests, I will ask Butler Feng to get the wine, everyone can enjoy themselves. Don't mess up the mistress's place."
Seeing that the two sides were getting angry, Mo Demin hurriedly reconciled the situation. Although the four Qingtian people spoke for themselves and fought against injustice, they were all guests, and he did not want to offend anyone before he figured out each other's identity.
Mo Demin thought that the four people brought over by his new uncle really had a good relationship with him. After all, even Butler Feng's attitude just now was very respectful.
And the peaked hat was also an unnamed guest. It turned out that he was not with Qingtian and the other four, which made him have some suspicions.
He didn't want the table to cause conflicts because of his poor pouring of wine, and Butler Feng wouldn't be able to spare him. The tribesmen outside the Mo family didn't dare to offend the families in the inner clan, nor did they dare to disobey the steward Nifeng.
But Mo Demin's attempt to smooth things over cannot avoid the cap's troubles.
"You can bring over a few more bottles of wine. Doesn't this onion want to drink? Since he is considered an onion, let's drink one bottle at a time." The peaked hat said sullenly to the yelling jackal.
"Just drink! I'm afraid you won't succeed!" After the one-legged wolf king entered the body of the jackal, his unruly character also changed, and he had a self-centered and domineering aura that was not inferior to that of ordinary people.
Seeing the tense situation between the two sides, Mo Demin could only get up and go to Feng Guanjia to get some wine.
The atmosphere on the table was a bit tense. Qingtian, Jackal, Yang Hu, and Yao Hu were all staring at the cap, and the cap's unflattering expression made it even more difficult to figure out his details.
There were several members of the Mo family at the table. They were speechless. They didn't want to get involved. After all, they were too drunk and had no intention of being competitive. While eating the food, my eyes were fixed on the mistress' table, where a circle of people were toasting.
Mo Demin hurriedly walked to the main entrance of the hall, where the drinks were stored. Seeing the tribesman who was responsible for distributing drinks, he said, "Guan Feng is here. There are a few guests at our table who want to drink. Can you bring a box of wine over?"
"You want so much? This is Wuliangye. How can a guest drink a box of wine instead of six bottles? I can't make the decision. I need Butler Feng to nod." The clansman in charge of distributing the wine quickly shook his head. He didn't dare to agree. Mo Demin, give him a box of wine.
Because each table has been given out two bottles of wine, how could he dare to agree to a box of wine now?
"Where is Butler Feng? Why don't you let him go and see for himself? Those guests are extraordinary." Mo Demin said with some embarrassment.
"What kind of unusual guest is this?" Feng Wu happened to hear Mo Demin's words after following Long Xing through the door.
"Butler Feng, you came just in time. There is a guest at our table who is a good drinker, and there are four friends of the new uncle who want to gamble. Why don't you go and have a look." Mo Demin seemed to have seen a savior. Same, he replied hurriedly.
Long Xing, who was about to return to the main table, stopped when he heard the conversation here: "You are talking about my brothers. Bring the wine over and I will have a few drinks with them."
"Hurry up and get a box of wine. Let's go together. My uncle's friends want to toast." Feng Wu heard Long Xing's words and hurriedly told Mo Demin.
Mo Demin held the wine in his arms, and Feng Wu accompanied Long Xing around several tables to Qingtian's table.
"Brothers, wait a minute. I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. I'm sorry." Long Xing called Qingtian and Jackal from afar.
When the peaked cap on the table saw Long Xing's figure, he hurriedly lowered his cap and did not dare to speak, for fear that Long Xing would recognize him.
"Boss, you're here when you're free. Just in time, there's a guest here who wants us to bet on wine. Please tell me." When Jackal saw Long Xing, he stood up in a hurry with anger. , pointing to the peaked cap.
"Oh, who dares to insult my brother like this?" Long Xing's smiling face froze, his aura changed, and the surrounding air seemed to have cooled down.
Although he was just a door-to-door son-in-law in the Mo family, Jackal Qingtian and others were his good brothers. How could he tolerate being humiliated in the Mo family.
Feng Wu felt Long Xing's anger and hurriedly took a step forward and shouted at the tribesmen on the table: "That blind thing, who dares to insult my uncle's friend, stand up and apologize immediately!"
Feng Wu's nervousness is justified. After all, he is responsible for organizing the hundred-day banquet. Now that his uncle Long Xing has become more powerful, he is still counting on Long Xing to extend his life. If he offends Long Xing's brothers because he doesn't do things well, then the responsibility will be huge.
He knew the Mo family members very well, but he just didn't know that that blind thing was messing around.
After Long Xing and Feng Wu roared like this, the noisy people in the hall fell silent, including Mo and Yingying at the main table, who all looked this way.
The people at Mo Gangxian and Mo Wudao's tables were even more frightened. They had never seen Uncle Xin and Uncle Feng so angry.
"What's the matter? Why are my uncle and Uncle Feng so angry?" Mo Wudao asked Uncle Lei at the table.
"I don't know, let's listen first." Lei Tong, who was sitting at the same table, was also confused.
