Both parties exchanged pleasantries, and the Lan family’s old ancestor took the lead and said, “Little ninth girl, hurry up and apologize to your sister Qing Jin?
Although you two sisters hit it off for fun, you should still have a sense of propriety. Hurry up and Go!”
Hearing this, Yun Chujiu secretly laughed in her heart. This Old Fox was really mean. He sealed the words first. No matter how unwilling Qing Yuankui was, he couldn’t say anything.
Sure enough, Qing Yuankui’s expression was a little stiff. He wanted to refute, but the Lan family’s ancestor’s seniority was on par with his great-grandfather. Their statuses were not comparable at all.
If that stinky girl had come to Fog Valley City alone, he could have just killed her and apologized to the LAN family with a few spiritual artifacts. But now that the Lan family’s ancestor was here, he could only swallow his anger first.