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Chapter 165
For others, this banquet was a gluttonous feast, but for Xia Long, it was extremely boring!
Zhuang Shaoyou was even more excited like a weasel guarding a group of old hens, his eyes were shining brightly for a while. Xia Long seemed to be dozing off any cryptic conversation of these people, but Zhuang Shaoyou could hear it. Unlimited business opportunities come!
It's all money, a lot of money!
Xia Long has been looking at Fengyao, and Yan Ruyu is also talking with a few middle-aged people in a low voice at this time. It is estimated that these middle-aged people are the kind of entrepreneurs who invest in politics that Young Master Zhuang talked about!
He also saw Li Chunfeng chatting with someone, and then the other party looked at him from a distance, and even nodded and smiled at him, but he didn't mean to come up to say hello!
And at this time, Fengyao's third uncle, after talking to Fengyao, nodded slightly to the side, and immediately, a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Uncle Yu walked up, Fengyao's third uncle faced the The middle-aged man said something in a low voice, and the middle-aged man quickly walked to Xia Long's side. He could not be said to be respectful, but he bowed slightly to Xia Long very politely, and said calmly: "Master Xia Long ?”

Xia Long quickly returned a salute, and said respectfully, "I dare not take it, what's the matter with you?"

There was a smile on the face of the middle-aged man, and this smile contained a trace of approval, but his waist was bent even lower: "My third young master, I want to invite Master Xia Long to talk, but I don't know that it is convenient for Master Xia Long inconvenient?"

Sharon dare to say it's inconvenient?

He immediately put down the wine glass in his hand, followed the middle-aged man, and walked towards the side of the banquet hall. At this time, Feng Yao and her third uncle had already left the middle of the hall!
The middle-aged man led Xia Long through a long corridor, turned two more bends, and walked through another corridor before arriving at an antique door!

The middle-aged man turned around and smiled apologetically, then knocked lightly on the door three times!

"Enter!"

Neither fast nor slow, neither light nor heavy, a voice!
The middle-aged man gently opened the door, motioning for Xia Long to go in, and he closed the door smoothly, then stood at the door!
After Xia Long entered, he felt that the room was a bit oppressive!
It has a very thick and ancient atmosphere, all the furniture is made of top-quality mahogany, and the carpet on the floor is a traditional Chinese style.

This is a room similar to a rest and conversation, facing a large landscape painting, then two single-seater sofas, and a tea table in the middle with a pot of tea on it.

Feng Yao was not here. After Xia Long turned around, he saw a middle-aged man leaning casually on a sofa, looking at him with an extremely easy-going smile on his face!
Xia Long didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man in front of him at all, because from him, Xia Long felt a kind of aura unique to Huang Wuji!

Young Master Feng San!

That's what he's called!
As for the young master and not the master, because the head of the Feng family is Feng Yao's grandfather, that is the master!

Xia Long didn't dare to look at the other party, but the other party looked at him carefully, and then said with a smile: "Young man, sit down!"

Only then did Xia Long give Feng San a respectful and serious look, and bowed to salute: "Thank you, uncle!"

Feng San doesn't look like a man who is about 50 years old at all. He looks very elegant and handsome, with a bit of Feng Yao's shadow. He must have been a romantic figure when he was young. It seems bland, but in fact it gives people a hidden and deep sense of oppression!
This feeling of oppression is not the same as when Xia Long first met Yubo. Yubo looked like a warm sea, but Feng San carried a kind of sea's unpredictability, as if , as long as he thinks about it, there will be stormy seas, blue sea and blue sky.

All of this was beyond the measure of Xia Long, even under Feng San's gaze, he felt that he had become a clean and smooth person, without any secrets at all!

"It's not bad, young man. Your master and I had a good relationship back then. How has the Seven Kills been all these years?"

Feng San looked at Xia Long indifferently, as if the elders of the family were talking about family affairs to the younger generation.

Xia Long took a deep breath, sat on the sofa and turned slightly sideways to him, but only dared to fall halfway: "Master is very good, I miss Uncle Lao!"

Feng San smiled lightly and shook his head at Xia Long, saying, "First of all, we need to correct the address!"

As soon as Xia Long was stunned, a bad feeling rose in his heart!

Correct the name, what do you mean?Did I call uncle wrong?
Thinking of this, Xia Long suddenly lost a lot of respect for Feng San!

Even if he knew that he was too small in front of this man, but when the other party said this, it was obvious that he didn't care about his feelings at all. If that was the case, why should he care about his feelings?

Fengjia, come on!The young master will take it all together!

"Please enlighten me!"

Feng San didn't seem to feel the change in Xia Long's tone, and still smiled calmly and said: "Uncle is not suitable for you. I don't care what your relationship with Yao'er is, at least, before you are recognized by the family, You are not qualified to call me uncle!"

Xia Long's heart turned cold, and then he sneered even more!
It's just that there was no slight expression change on his face, but he looked at the other party cautiously and said, "Then what should I call you?"

When he said this, Xia Long didn't sit still on one side, and had already landed on the sofa. His waist, which was still straight, also relaxed. He didn't have any tension in his whole body!
It is Xia Long's consistent thinking that people are as tall as others do not ask for others!

"Young man, don't harbor resentment!"

Feng San smiled casually: "You can call me Mr. San, or you can call me Third Young Master. As for what I said about being unqualified, this is not to belittle your identity. We are equal between us. I just want to be equal." Talking to you, obviously, you don't know the importance of Fengyao to the Feng family, and you don't know where the gap is between you and her. Even if you are the apprentice of your Qisha, I don't think you are qualified to fight with her. Together! Because, you are people from two worlds, do you understand?"

Xia Long pretended to be contemplative, then nodded seriously and said, "Understood, Mr. San!"

"Hehe, do you really understand?"

Sharon laughed!

However, there was no smile in his eyes.

"I really understand."

Xia Long went on to say: "You are the four mysterious, noble, and powerful families, with masters like forests and rich financial resources, but I am a poor boy with no money. Give the Feng family strong support, three, Feng Yao and I will only accelerate the decline of the Feng family, maybe because of me, the Feng family will be dragged to the brink of extinction!"

Xia Long's tone was also very flat. He would not have said these words or dared to say them at another time, but now, he said them in one breath!
After finishing speaking, he didn't even avoid Feng San's eyes, but raised his head indifferently, and looked at the other party with a kind of self-confidence from the bottom of his heart!

Feng San was neither angry nor sarcasm, his eyes remained the same as before, he smiled slowly, nodded and said: "Well, what you said is very good. You are self-aware and very smart. "

But then, he smiled and shook his head and said, "Although I'm a little clever, I still don't understand what I mean by what I said!"

Your words mean bullshit, can't the young master hear it?
Xia Long looked at Feng San and asked, "Mr. San, what else do you mean? I'm stupid!"

Since he is not an uncle, there is no need for Xia Long to be a junior, so even calling himself a subordinate!

Feng San suddenly laughed loudly: "The apprentice of Qisha really has a bit of a temper, hehe, young man, I am just kidding you!"

Sharon was stunned!He looked at Feng San and didn't know what to say for a long time!
Feng San then sighed softly, and said: "Anyone in the family objects, I will not object. Yao'er's happiness is in her own hands, and her happiness cannot be sacrificed for the development of the family. Hehe, young man, I just want to test you, whether you are worthy of Yao'er or not, you have to know that although your master is Qisha, even if you are Qisha, you dare not say that you despise the four major families, let alone He said he offended the four major families at the same time, but right now, among other things, there are a limited number of people in this banquet hall, and everyone else wants to make you disappear from this world completely!"

Seeing Xia Long's awkward and pensive look, Feng San smiled: "Hehe, boy, you can call me uncle now!"

Xia Long was a little shy, he took a deep breath, smiled, raised his eyes and looked at Feng San seriously and said: "Mr. San, you are right, but mine is not qualified to be your uncle, and I am not qualified to be an outsider." Those people's opponents, but one day, I will become that kind of person, as long as Fengyao is willing to follow me, I will definitely not let her be wronged!"

Feng San smiled noncommittally, then looked at him and said, "I heard that you are going to do something? And you formed an alliance with the illegitimate son of the dealer?"

"Yes, Mr. Three."

Sharon replied neither humble nor overbearing!

"Okay, young people have ambition, especially after knowing the identity and background of that Zhuang Shaoyou and the dealer, he still has such determination, hehe, I don't know whether to say that you are ignorant or fearless, or that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers! Don't you Nervous, I'm telling the truth!"

When Feng San said this, he gently picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup first, then poured another cup for Xia Long, then put down the teapot, picked up the tea and took a sip gently, before facing Sharon had something to say!

(End of this chapter)