"Sir, brother, please choose!" Wu Tian waved his hand and said.

Yi Feng frowned slightly.

This little guy.

He gets a little bit bad as he grows up.

"Isn't this not good?"

Yi Feng asked.

"Sir, there's nothing wrong with it. These are all my subordinates. You can take your pick, sir." Wu Tian said with a smile.

"People who work for you?"

Yi Feng raised his eyebrows.

Fine.

Then just ask two of you to help pour the wine.

Waving their hands, the two women sat next to Yi Feng.

But Benwei chose Quanyao.

Yi Feng didn't say anything. After all, it was such an occasion and it was rare to be happy.

Seeing this, Wu Tian burst into laughter. Sure enough, his eldest brother was still his eldest brother.

but.

Yuan Jing on the side was not feeling happy at all.

Because she recognized that the women in this row were the beauties of several major sects in the Wutian Empire, and there were even princesses from the royal family.

The status of these women is much nobler than hers.

In terms of strength and appearance, she is completely ahead of her.

However.

But it is just a plaything for Yi Feng and others.

She found out again.

The gap between him and Yi Feng is not that big.

I don't dare to reveal the little thoughts in my heart anymore, and I will humiliate myself.

That kind of people.

How could he fall in love with her?

While drinking, Wu Tian couldn't wait to report his achievements over the years to Yi Feng, as well as introduce the people he brought with him.

So he hurriedly asked: "Sir, what do you think of the people I brought with me?"

Yi Feng paused, looked at him, and said lightly: "Are you telling the truth?"

"certainly."

Wu Tian looked forward to saying.

“Super rubbish.”

Yi Feng shook his head.

Wu Tian, ​​who was looking forward to being praised by Yi Feng, instantly felt as uncomfortable as constipation.

He originally thought that his husband would appreciate his unique vision and ability to cultivate such a group of masters, but he did not expect this result.

He is the best selected elite, why can't he still fall into the eyes of the master?

Next to them, Yuan Jing and the holy girl accompanying the wine didn't know what to say, so they remained silent and didn't dare to speak.

"All right!"

Helpless Wu Tian could only accept it.

After all, he also knew what kind of person Yi Feng was. If he thought about it carefully, these people might not be in his eyes.

However, these people are not in your eyes. If you know that you are now the king of Wutian Empire, you will be very pleased, right?

So he smiled and said: "Sir, my current identity is actually..."

However.

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, Yi Feng pressed his palms to interrupt him, and then said: "Stop talking, I probably know everything."

Hear the words.

Wu Tian's eyes were startled.

"Sir, do you understand?"

"certainly!"

Yi Feng drank wine and nodded.

He already had a pretty good guess as to what kind of business Wu Tian did.

He must be a bandit and pimp.

Because of the group of big men he brought, he could tell at a glance that they were all figures licking blood from their knife edges. They were either one-eyed dragons or had scars of several centimeters on their faces. If they weren't mountain bandits, what could they be?

Not to mention pimping.

Just now Wu Tiandu admitted personally that the girl drinking with him next to him was his.

Wu Tian was deeply admired.

Sir, he is indeed a gentleman.

I already knew it before I even said it.

"So sir, Xiaojier didn't disappoint you, right?" Wu Tian asked impatiently, hoping that Yi Feng would praise him.

He looks like this.

It's like a child in class who wants to be praised in front of the teacher for doing his homework well.

However.

Yi Feng put down his wine glass, shook his head, and said lightly: "I'm very disappointed!"

Wu Tian was immediately dumbfounded.

Yuan Jing and the saints accompanying the wine were also stunned.

He is a majestic king, but you still can’t satisfy him?

Wu Tian was full of doubts and asked: "Sir, why?"

"Not the right way."

Yi Feng raised his glass and shook his head.

"Not the right way?"

Wu Tian was completely stunned.

Isn't it right for the king of a country to be the right person in your eyes?

"Well, actually I have taught you before that you should be a little ambitious and look further ahead." Yi Feng put down his wine glass and warned softly: "You seem to be a bit prosperous and chic at the moment, but in fact

Woolen cloth?"

Hear the words.

Wu Tian's body suddenly trembled.

"Be ambitious and set your sights further..."

Yi Feng's words were also whispered in his mouth, and then his eyes lit up and he suddenly realized.

Then he suddenly recalled that since he became the king these years, he has lost his goals and has been complacent about his achievements all day long.

What Yi Feng said now could be regarded as waking him up immediately.

yes!

What does a king mean?

How can ambition be limited to a small empire?

You should be like your husband, strategizing and holding the whole world in your hands.

"Sir, I understand!"

Wu Tian knelt on the ground gratefully.

After having enough wine and food, Wu Tian left.

Because he felt that he was not worthy of being by Yi Feng's side, and his status as a small king was really embarrassing for Yi Feng.
To be continued...