1710: C1710 Let's Have a Toast

C1710 Let's Have a Toast

"Xiong'er, come over here and greet Uncle Zhao and apologize to Miss Zhao."0

Nangong Duan waved at his son who was behind him and said, "You scared Miss Zhao when you came in, so you should be more sincere when you apologize."

"Hello Uncle Zhao, your nephew greets you."

Obediently walking forward two steps, Nangong Xiong bowed to Zhao Qimin, then bowed to Zhao Rongrong and apologized, "Miss Zhao, please forgive my rudeness just now."

"Nephew Xiong, there's no need to apologize. Patriarch Nangong, you've gone too far with your actions."

As the saying goes, you should not hit a smiling person. Nangong Duan and his son's attitude was very good, so good that Zhao Qimin couldn't find any flaws. Since he couldn't find any flaws, accepting it wasn't a bad thing.

"Alright, alright, there's no need to be like a woman."

Gong Hsingchang tried to smooth things over: "Congratulations to Nangong Family on returning to the team, let's bump into each other."

As the wine cup passed by, Nangong Duan finally felt relieved. Offending the Kong Family and then lowering his head in front of it; if this were before, he would absolutely not do such a thing.

But now, he had done it very thoroughly, and all of this was because of Lin Fann's warning: I hope that your Nangong Family can consider the issue of standing in teams clearly before the exhibition. If you are wrong, don't blame me for being impolite.

Although it was a simple sentence, it was already sentenced to death in Nangong Duan's ears. The martial practitioner that was sent to deal with Lin Fann suddenly caught fire and exploded into pieces.

No matter how one looked at it, it was unbelievable. However, this was exactly how it had happened. This was the first time someone encountered something so strange. Anyone would feel horrified.

It should be known that at that time, even though his strength was already at the Bright Strength, he did not have the confidence to make it to this step. He did not attack directly, but moved his hands and feet in advance. The high temperature of the flames from the explosion was terrifying.

Because he was warned by Lin Fann, he chose to stand in line. In Nangong Duan's eyes, even a powerful martial artist like Kong Guo'ang might not be able to gain anything from Lin Fann.

To put it bluntly, Kong Guo'ang probably didn't even know how he died. In front of absolute strength, everything else was just paper tigers.

"Haha, what are you all talking about?"

The sudden voice caused them to retract their thoughts. Looking at Kong Guo'ang who came over with a glass of wine, the smiles on their faces froze and their eyes were filled with vigilance.

"There's no need to be like this, I'm older than all of you. No matter what, you all have to call me older brother."

Holding the wine cup, he swayed, looking like a drunkard. Gong Hsingchang and the others wanted to stop him, but it wasn't appropriate, so they could only watch without saying anything.

"Head Gong, it's not that I'm talking about you, but your face is too serious. You should be happy."

After glancing at Gong Hsingchang, Kong Guo'ang looked at Nangong Duan and said, "Patriarch Nangong, you're too weak. Men shouldn't be like this, do you understand?"

Finally, his gaze landed on Zhao Qimin, and with a voice full of ridicule, he said, "Patriarch Zhao, I was drunk today and was lacking in doing things, don't think about it, we are colleagues, understand what I mean?"

"Elder Kong, you drank too much, hurry back and rest."

Ye Zichen frowned and wanted to get angry, but when he smelled Kong Guo'ang's alcohol smell, it wasn't good, "Just like what you said, we're colleagues, you can't force us to do this sort of thing."

"Haha, Patriarch Zhao has spoken well. Let's toast!" Kong Guo'ang's mouth curved into a smile.

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