Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1555 Attending the Birthday Party Young Zhou Mian
  Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, and Zhang Yan gradually became proficient in this skill.

"Dad, it's time for us to go to Zhang Zhihe's birthday party." Zhang Yan said looking at the sky outside.

"Yes, yes, it's time for us to leave. I'll prepare some gifts." Zhang Yiyun turned around and left. Zhang Yan grabbed him.

"There is no need to prepare for that kind of person, he is not worthy. Let's just go like this." Zhang Yan pulled him to go out. Zhang Yiyun thought that this might not be appropriate, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, so he casually Zhang Yan went.

Soon the father and son came to the hall. Zhang Yisu's family was standing at the door to receive the guests. Not only everyone from the Zhang family was there, but also the famous Zhou family and Wang family in the administrative office village.

When they saw Zhang Yiyun and his son coming, they immediately ran over, "Fifth brother, you are here, come in and sit inside." Zhang Yisu said enthusiastically.

Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Zhang Yiyun and the others were not used to it. Zhang Yan even felt that there was fraud in it, and whispered in Zhang Yiyun's ear, be careful, there might be fraud.

Zhang Yiyun nodded and felt that it was not simple.

At this time, Zhang Yisu said to Zhang Zhihe, "Go, take Zhang Yan to his seat." Then he turned to Zhang Yiyun and said, "Fifth brother, follow me." Adults and children sit separately.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhihe said to Zhang Yan, "Come with me." Then he turned around and entered the hall. Zhang Yan followed him into the hall.

"Where is my birthday gift?" Zhang Zhihe suddenly said these words. Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "You don't deserve the birthday gift I gave you."

"You? How did you say that?" Zhang Zhihe was so angry that he became even more determined to teach Zhang Yan a lesson tonight.

Zhang Yan ignored him, turned his head, walked straight to a table, and sat down. "You can't sit here, this is not your place! Get up quickly!" Zhang Zhihe shouted at Zhang Yan. That table was full of good friends he specially invited.

This roar made everyone around him look over. When everyone saw that it was Zhang Yan, there was ridicule in their eyes, and even a little sympathy.

Zhang Yan understood it at a glance, and Zhang Zhihe told him everything about getting the folding fan spirit treasure, because in their inherent understanding, only hard spirit treasures are a symbol of strength.

"I won't get up, so what can you do to me?" Zhang Yan cunningly stepped back, as if there was nothing you could do to me.

"Zhang Yan, don't regret it. Let's go to another table." Zhang Zhihe said to the other three people sitting in the seat.

Two of them got up and followed Zhang Zhihe, and one of them was still sitting in his seat. Upon seeing this, Zhang Zhihe hurriedly said, "Zhou Mian, what's the matter with you? Do you want to hang out with that kind of person?"

"Yes, yes, brother Mian, come with us quickly." The one who spoke was Zhou Ping, Zhou Mian's second brother.

"You can just go. I think it's quite comfortable here, so I'll sit here." Zhou Mian followed Zhang Yan's example and lay back, even more rogue than Zhang Yan.

Zhang Zhihe had nothing to say when he saw this, so he waved his sleeves and had no choice but to lead the two people away.

Only then did Zhang Yan seriously look at the young man named Zhou Mian. He looked about the same age as him, with a slender figure, and a whole galaxy between his brows and eyes. He was indeed a handsome young man.

(End of this chapter)