A group of senior executives also looked at Futian with anger and confusion, and together with the crowd watching the excitement, they were waiting for Futian's next statement.
At this moment, Futian, who was full of anger, took a long breath, and despite Fumei's resistance, a smile appeared on his face.
Fu Mang burst out laughing: "Oh my god, it is indeed a dog. It was barking just now, but now Sanqianyi is roaring and wagging its tail immediately."
Fu Mang's words made everyone around Han Sanqian chuckle.
As for Futian, all the senior executives were speechless and extremely embarrassed. The previous arrogance disappeared with Futian's action, and there was only endless humiliation.
The crowd watching the excitement were also extremely shocked by the scene of Futian lowering his head.
After all, in Tianhu City, everyone knows the status of Futian. In addition, the Dasheng Yaoshen Pavilion is now in the limelight. But now, he lowered his head in front of a young man and was called a dog but did not dare to resist. He could only
Wag your tail obediently.
"Oh my God, who is this young man? He is still eating here with such a great status? Even Futian can only act like a dog in front of him?"
"Damn, I heard some unreliable rumors that in this battle against Yaoshen Pavilion, there was actually a young man who was the key to victory. Originally, I thought this was just someone making it up, but now it seems like it's completely
It's possible. Otherwise, how could Futian be so polite to this young man?"
"If you put it like that, this news might be a bit reliable."
Hearing the commotion behind him, Fu Mei's face turned green. Is this what Fu Tian told him, the perfect and foolproof plan?
Futian's face is also ugly, but right now, does he have any other choice?!
"Okay, come here." Han Sanqian smiled slightly.
Futian's face turned cold, but he quickly walked over obediently.
"Wait a minute." Han Sanqian suddenly said coldly, and Futian stopped immediately.
"What are there so many people for? It's enough for you alone. If there are too many dogs, there will be fights if they fight for food." Han Sanqian said coldly and disdainfully.
Futian gritted his teeth and gestured for the others to leave, and then he slowly and depressedly came to Han Sanqian.
"My cervical spine hurts. My wife, please give me a massage." Han Sanqian pretended to touch his neck and said to Su Yingxia.
Others might not know what Han Sanqian was doing, but Su Yingxia knew it very well. She smiled helplessly and stretched out her hand to massage Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian lowered his head and enjoyed himself comfortably. At this time, Futian stood in front of Han Sanqian.
"Is something wrong?" Han Sanqian asked.
Futian smiled awkwardly and said reluctantly: "Haha, it's okay. Just now the guard was ignorant and made random arrangements. He invited you into the inner hall for a drink."
"No need, I'm dressed sloppily and not as slutty as a few of them, but I feel comfortable eating here." Han Sanqian smiled, Futian could look down like this, it's certainly not just for drinking.
When Sanyong entered the inner hall, Han Sanqian had already guessed what Futian wanted to do. It was just an attempt to leave him alone and get involved with the Wushu Sect. He thought that in this way he could dominate the party. In this way, even if
Today's Han Sanqian is different from what he used to be, but he still has the capital to disdain him.
But what he never dreamed of was that the Wushu Sect's right to speak was precisely Han Sanqian, whom Futian despised.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say." Han Sanqian said.
Futian was about to speak when Han Sanqian suddenly frowned: "My neck hurts, do you have to let me raise my head to talk to you?"
Futian was stunned, and quickly bent down, approaching Han Sanqian, and wanted to speak again.
"I can't see you this way." Han Sanqian said impatiently.
Han Sanqian lowered his head to let him see him, and Futian naturally knew that he needed to squat down.
"Forget it, let's sit down and eat." Han Sanqian said calmly.
"Tell me about it." Futian gritted his teeth and hurriedly squatted in front of Han Sanqian, raising his head, angry and timid, with a very funny expression: "That's it, now we work together to defeat the Medicine God.
Pavilion, in a sense, we are comrades-in-arms and friends. Although Yaoshen Pavilion was defeated, it may make a comeback at any time, so what I mean is that right now, both of us should step up cooperation, with the Void Sect.
....."
Han Sanqian nodded: "Do you want the Void Sect to join you, or make way for you to facilitate the communication between the two cities?"
Futian nodded.
"This way you can make yourselves bigger. But...what does it have to do with me?" Han Sanqian suddenly laughed.
"Only when the Fu family is strong can it withstand the attack of Yaoshen Pavilion, and only then the Wushu Sect can be safe." Futian said hurriedly: "Besides, our family, Ye Shijun, said that Tianhu City can give you a certain amount of tax revenue for expenses.
Come to think of it, he is also the son-in-law of the Fu family... Look." Futian smiled coquettishly.
"Are you playing the emotional card now? Do you recognize me as the son-in-law of the Fu family? Haven't you always said that I am an inferior creature?" Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully: "Okay, I'll give you two choices, and imitate a few dog sounds in public.
Call me, just in case I feel happy, I can ask the Void Sect to lend you a way."
