A Drinks in Front of Flower Moon Brothel (2)

"It was just a joke."

"Then shall Saint take you and Elder Yang to the Central Region? Is there anyone else who wishes to join us?"

Feng Tingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not want to make an enemy of Demi-Saint Ye. He was unsure how he had provoked such a formidable figure, but the situation was undeniably intimidating.

It would be best if everyone could take a step back.

"We're old now, so we can only supervise the battle."

"The Feng family will also send a young junior to Jade Capital City to handle important matters and deal with some trivial affairs."

"Demi-Saint Ye, please take the three of us. We appreciate your effort."

After Feng Tingchen finished speaking, he waved his hand downward, but no one appeared. His expression changed.

Ye Xiaotian was not in a hurry and cast a curious glance.

Feng Tingchen turned back, offering an apologetic smile. "Feng Zhongzui."

"Ah, here he comes, here he comes..."