"Dad, what's wrong with you? Mr. Qin has been so kind to us, what's wrong with us guiding him?" Nan Chu was upright, and he rarely contradicted Nan Huairen.
When Nan Huairen heard this, he was angry and helpless, and frequently glared at Nan Chu. However, in front of Qin Dong, he couldn't say some nonsense, so he blew his beard and glared anxiously. His expression made Qin Dong unbearable. Live funny.
Seeing that Nan Huairen was silent, Nan Chu made up his mind and said to Qin Dong, "Mr. Qin, if you are in a hurry, after drinking, I will immediately send someone to take you to the Shura Sect headquarters."
"Okay! Okay, it just so happens that Mr. Qin is about to go on a killing spree in the Shura sect. You might as well bring the masters in the village to help Mr. Qin!" Nan Huairen was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, blowing his beard and staring.
"Wha... what? A mass killing?" Nan Chu didn't expect this. After hearing Nan Huairen's words, his face changed color. [
Qin Dong laughed and said, "Experts don't need it. Qin is confident that the small Shura sect can handle it. But Qin takes advantage of the old man's kindness!"
"This... ugh!" Nan Huairen was resisted by Qin Dong's words. He just kept sighing but couldn't even say a word.
"Dad, this... what on earth is going on?" Nan Chu finally realized why Nan Huairen had such an attitude just now, staring at him, unable to speak clearly.
If Qin Dong hadn't been watching from the side, Nan Huairen would have picked up the stick and rushed forward to beat Nan Chu up. Who was still in the mood to pay attention to Nanchu? He glared at him fiercely, turned around and walked out.
Gently patting the stunned Nan Chu, Qin Dong chuckled and said, "Village Chief Nan, let's go. I happen to be a little hungry too."
"Yes... yes, please." At this time, half of Nan Chu's three souls and seven souls had already flown without a trace. Hearing what Qin Dong said, he mechanically led the way.
Normally, younger generations like Nan Ying and Nan Yu were not allowed to sit at the table, but in order to show that the Nan family regarded Qin Dong as a relative and express their gratitude to him, Nan Ying and Nan Yu were also arranged to sit at the table. Of course, the two siblings can only admire the last one.
Since we are all a family, the atmosphere of this banquet should be warm and peaceful. However, before the banquet started, Nan Ying and Nan Yu felt an extremely depressing atmosphere. The expressions on their faces were The smile suddenly froze.
"Mr. Qin, please take a seat!" Although Nan Huairen was in a heavy mood, he did not give up on his hospitality.
"Old man, how can I dare to sit on this seat while you are here? Don't be polite to me, please!" Qin Dong pressed Nan Huairen on the first seat without any explanation.
Seeing Qin Dong's respect for him, Nan Huairen felt a little better. He secretly thought that maybe by showing off his old face, Qin Dong would be able to show some kindness to the Shura sect's men.
"Come on, let's serve the wine!" Everyone sat down, Nan Huairen waved his hand, and the servants brought the wine to them like water.
"Here, fill it up for me too!" Seeing that the servants had filled the wine bowls in front of Qin Dong, Feng Lang, Nan Chu, and even Nan Ying and Nan Yu, but the wine bowl in front of him was still empty. He frowned and shouted loudly.
"Dad, didn't you promise Mr. Qin not to drink?" Nan Chu saw this and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.