"Uncle Wang taught you a good lesson! However, as the saying goes, knowing shame leads to courage. Since the defeat, my nephew has also worked hard. Recently, he feels that his skills have improved, so... I want to experience Miss Feng's sound blade skills again.
!”
Ao Junxie crossed his arms and held them in front of his chest. He pondered for a moment and said with a smile:
"Everyone in Fengyun Kingdom knows that you will be punished for your arrogance. It seems that this is indeed the case!"
"That's right! I, Ao Moli, will get back all the lost things one by one!"[
Ao Moli looked directly at Ao Junxie and replied word by word, gritting his teeth, with deep meaning.
Just this scene, in the hearts of Ao Junxie and Ao Moli, was a complete break and a clear boundary.
All the things he lost must be recovered one by one! There is no doubt that Ao Junxie is very clear in his heart. Of course, this includes power, status, and reputation in the eyes of everyone in the world!
Seeing the uncle and nephew facing each other tit for tat, Xiao Linfeng on the side said quickly:
"Let's not talk about the past for now! This is a gathering of classmates and old friends from Imperial College, so it should be more enjoyable! Let's put aside the important matters of family and country for the time being.
As for the crazy sound of the piano, Your Highness, I think it’s better to forget it. Although the string ink is wonderful, the murderous spirit is too strong, and there may be a bloody disaster in the silence. Now in the royal city, there may be too many
Sorry for the inconvenience, I think it’s better to wait until the next opportunity to listen to it!”
Xiao Linfeng was afraid of the sound of string ink in Qing Kuang's hand. But when he saw Qing Kuang displaying it for the first time, Xiao Linfeng realized in his heart that Qing Kuang was already interested in this banquet.
Come prepared.
By revealing Xian Mo to himself early, I am afraid he also wanted to deter his opponent in advance!
Ao Moli nodded and said:
"You're right! Let's put aside the important matters of family and country for the time being. Come on, I'll fill up a glass for Uncle Wang, so that I can apologize for my nephew's rude words!"
After saying that, Ao Moli stood up in person, took your wine bottle from the servant's hand, and stood up to pour wine for Ao Junxie. However, Xiao Linfeng stopped him.
"Prince, please wait!"
Xiao Linfeng stood up and clapped his palms twice. Soon, a Xiao Linfeng attendant dressed as Bei Ming took out an exquisitely sewn wine bag and handed it over.
"When it comes to spiritual cultivation and martial arts, it is well known in the world that Fengyun War God is undoubtedly the best in the world, but when it comes to wine tasting, I, Xiao Linfeng, may not be matched by anyone!"
This is true. When he was at Imperial College, Xiao Linfeng was famous in the college for never leaving his body.
"This is the unique specialty wine of our Beiming Kingdom. It was made by the crown prince myself. Only three pots are produced every year. I originally planned to give it to King Fengyun as a gift, but I didn't expect that the king has quit drinking for many years. Now I just want to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
Please taste it, everyone!”
Xiao Linfeng said and handed the wine bag to Ao Moli's eyes.
Ao Moli looked a little dull, and for a while, no one took the wine bag that Xiao Linfeng handed over for a long time.
"Prince?"[
Xiao Linfeng shouted again.
Ao Moli woke up from a dream, said "Oh" with a somewhat uneasy expression, and slowly took the wine bag handed to him.
Ao Moli frowned, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Ao Junxie, but saw that the other party did not change his expression, and seemed to have no intention of expressing his position. He looked at Xiao Linfeng again, and the other party immediately said calmly without losing the opportunity: