No one in the room spoke, and everyone looked very ugly.

"This is not right." Mr. Feng paced back and forth a few steps, looking at his eldest grandson with a calm face: "You said... did that article really be posted by the Xue family?"

He paused and added: "I don't look like Xue Ou's style."

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly ask such a question. Feng Yu was stunned: "I don't look very much... but I can't say it well, maybe they are too angry..."

He didn't finish the following words.

I didn't think about this at first, but when I thought about it carefully, I could see many doubts.

When the Xue family was brought into their camp, my grandfather took him to be a lobbyist.

The Xue family actually wanted to be neutral at the beginning.

Thinking of this, he gently sniffed: "Grandpa, what do you mean..."

Mr. Feng nodded solemnly and pointed at the screen: "Xue Shan is not here."

After hearing this, Feng Yu was shocked.

Feng Yu knows most about his fiancée.

Growing up being spoiled by her childhood, Xue Shan's temperament is actually a bit arrogant.

But she is lucky, her elders love her, her parents spoil her, and even her younger brother Xue Ou gave in to her every moment after becoming sensible.

Not to mention the other person, she will definitely be present in such a popular occasion and will definitely dress the most beautifully.

She has always liked to show off this kind of popularity.

Then, the scene is getting stranger now.

Mr. Feng's face looked ugly and his tone became more and more sharp: "You... didn't tell Xue Shan what you have, right?"

"Really not!" Feng Yu widened his eyes and waved his hand quickly: "It's not that I don't know her. I always say that wind and rain are all about rain. Nothing is just a brain. How dare I tell her the serious business..."

Although this is a bit ugly, it is also true.

He said she had asked her to change many times, but she was stubborn and annoyed him, saying that he was innocent and that he should cherish her innocence.

At first hearing this, Feng Yu almost vomited blood.

He was so angry that he almost broke up, but looking at her angry look, his heart softened again.

I thought to myself that the Xue family has been spoiling her for so many years. He spoiled her for a few years and then slowly tutored her.

The future is growing, and he shouldn't be so impatient, so he let it go and never cared about it again.

But if it's true as they think...

"I'll go there now and see what's going on!" Feng Yu made a quick decision.

"No hurry." Mr. Feng took a deep breath, slowly turned the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and pondered: "What's the name of that person outside?"

"Uncle, the man outside said that his name is Ding Shengchen, and he is about 25 years old."

Ding Shengchen?

I've never heard of this person.

I didn’t expect that Baigong Sect could really do it. I wonder if they were entrusted with it or if they looked down on his Feng family.

Mr. Feng sneered and pointed at his eldest disciple casually: "You can just go and meet him, there is no need to show mercy."

Since they are doing the first day of the lunar calendar, don’t blame him for being the fifteenth.

No matter what kind of garbage he came, he would definitely let the man go back in a dirt today.

"Grandpa, why not go..." Feng Yu frowned, a little worried: "The few people who came out of Baigongmen have a few brushes, Uncle Rong..."

He glanced at him indifferently, and Mr. Feng snorted: "Although Lu Zian is really teaching things, his skills are also a matter of talent."

He stood up and walked slowly down, his voice softly: "God is a good person to be able to eat. Lu Zi'an has some ability to know people. He cut Ying Xuan from the Zhuo family and came to be his apprentice, and picked up some talented children. But Ding Zhenchen is not young anymore. If he really has this ability, why worry about not being able to worship his master?"

Twenty-five years old, he is not too big or too young, one year younger than Lu Zi'an.

But for apprentices, they are really old.

If you are really talented and talented, how can you get Lu Zi'an to accept him as your disciple?

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

"No wonder I haven't heard of this person before. I'm afraid I don't dare to take it out and show my shame!"

"It seems that Baigongmen wants to come to Tian Ji to race horses again this time. If you use the same trick, you won't be afraid of losing."

"I heard that Lu Zian took twenty-four people. I'm afraid he liked this number, so he might pick up someone and make up the number."

Thinking that using an ordinary disciple to perfunctorily deal with them can hit them?

Quite the opposite!

Feng Yu was worried about Xue Shan, thinking about the face of the Xue family just now, and he also made a cruel decision: "Go, take out the computer, and we will broadcast it live!"

Isn’t Ying Xuan picking the Xue family? He wants to see how they defeated the Baigong Sect!

People in the world always like to brag, but the small families that were established were actually hyped up to be invincible.

Today he let them see what aristocratic family is called and what a foundation is!

Since I am sure I will accept the post, my posture will naturally be put forward.

The door suddenly opened and someone held a gong and knocked heavily.

The Feng family is at the end of the street, and the gong sounds crisp and long, swaying along the long street.

Many people stretched their necks and looked here, not knowing what was going on.

"Mr. Ding, please come in."

The two teams of people walking out of the room were dressed exactly the same, and they were obviously apprentices.

They all had a solemn face and an extremely low and depressing atmosphere.

But Ding Shengchen was not affected at all, and walked forward slowly with his toolbox.

The person who led the way originally deliberately accelerated his pace, but Ding Shengchen was not in a hurry at all. He had to take two steps and stop and wait for him.

Like the Lu family and Xue family, the Feng family set the competition location in the yard to show that they are also open-minded people.

Everyone around him formed a circle with bright eyes.

Ding Fengchen went straight forward to greet Mr. Feng: "Ding Fengchen, a sect of Baigongs, has met Master Feng."

If he came alone, he would probably call himself a junior.

But now he represents the Baigong Sect, so he never has the right to call himself a junior.

"Mr. Ding." Old Master Feng just nodded and stretched out his hand slightly: "Please."

When they walked into the yard, two people carried out a wooden box.

With just a few clicks, the box was pulled open with force.

First, there are four legs, and then there are various mortises and tenons connected together to form a tabletop.

Finally, the people came forward and held each part.

"Huh! Hey!" With a roar, the wooden table turned in the air and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

Such a heavy table is completely made of mortise and tenon, and can be shrinked into wooden boxes for easy storage.

With this alone, many neighbors who came to peek at the courtyard wall were already amazed.

"It's amazing. There are so many tricks for a table."

"They aren't magic horns like this! Can they stuff people and put them in their pockets?"

Although everyone was not showing their faces, they felt a little proud when they heard these praises.

But after seeing Ding Shengchen, they couldn't laugh at all.

I knew they were trying to make a move, but Ding Shengchen's heart was not fluctuating.

It was just a trick his master was tired of playing, and it was so troublesome. How could they take it out?

Seeing that he had no reaction, Feng Yu waved his hand.

A table was moved out from the front, and the camera was aimed directly at Ding Shengchen.

"Camera? Or live broadcast?" Ding Fengchen finally had a little reaction.

"Live broadcast." Feng Yuke said politely: "I think Mr. Ding is very used to it?"

This was obviously ironic, but Dan Ting Chen didn't hear it.

Not only was he not angry, he was very happy: "Hey, it's great, I'm still worried that you don't have it!"

He opened the toolbox directly and took out a high-definition camera from it: "Your ones are too ordinary, take this one, right?"

Seeing them stunned, Ding Fengchen smiled and said, "This is high-definition! Professional!"

When it comes to live broadcasts, all the works are professional!
To be continued...