The cold wind blew through the water of Taihu Lake below, causing ripples.
Although the people upstairs were sitting upright in their chairs, their hearts seemed to be just like the water of Taihu Lake, with layers of fluctuations appearing extremely unsettled.
Chang Tianmen and the Yi family hadn't arrived yet, so Tang Feng didn't say much. He just sat there, lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke leisurely.
He didn't speak. As a follower, Mao Shiba naturally didn't speak.
As for Zhuge Furong, although Chen Langping is his grandfather and Chen Limin is his uncle, she has always been very dissatisfied with the Chen family. If it were not for her mother's sake, she would not attend at all.
So naturally she can't talk too much.
The scene was once awkward. After all, the Chen family was the host of today's banquet, and Chen Langping was also an old man who had been around for many years.
He smiled, turned his head and asked, "By the way, Mr. Tang, your friend Mao Shiba, it is understood that he was also a member of the Changtian Clan in the early years?"
Tang Feng only nodded slightly: "Yes!" After saying that, he let out a long breath without even looking at the other party.
Chen Langping felt as if he had swallowed a dead fly for nothing, and felt indescribably disgusting. No matter what, he was also the head of the Chen family, one of the four major families in the imperial capital.
On the ground of the imperial capital, there were not many young people who dared not to stand in front of him, but the people in front of him seemed to think too highly of themselves.
Chen Langping was still right. He suddenly picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Come here, Mr. Tang. I'm going to take tea instead of wine. I would like to express my special thanks to you for saving my Chen family's niece at your own risk when you went to Europe last time."
Tang Feng smiled faintly and picked up the teacup as well, but said: "Chen Family Master said this word of thanks, which is a bit strange."
Chen Lang Pingyuan wanted to speak, but Tang Feng didn't give him a chance, and then said: "Actually, Zhuge Furong and I have known each other for a long time. No matter who she is, I will save her."
On the surface, these words don't seem to mean anything.
But those present were undoubtedly Lao Jianghu, and they had obviously understood.
Tang Feng's words simply meant that I saved Zhuge Furong not because of your Chen family, so the so-called gratitude of the Chen family is naturally out of the question.
Of course Chen Langping understood. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "No matter what, Furong is my niece after all, and I am her grandfather. I still want this word of thanks."
Tang Feng chuckled noncommittally and said nothing.
Seeing his expression, even Chen Langping, an old man in the world, didn't know how to speak.
Tang Feng looked at the sun in the middle of the day, and suddenly said: "When will the people from Changtianmen arrive? As a companion, he will arrive later than the host and guest. Their arrogance must be too big, right?"
When these words came out, not only Chen Langping, but also Chen Limin was stunned.
In fact, the so-called host and guest are just words. In the eyes of the Chen family, the host and guest are naturally the Yi family, but they certainly cannot say this clearly.
Chen Langping smiled and said: "It should be soon. Maybe there is a traffic jam on the road, but there is no need to worry. The Taihu Lake is a unique place in the imperial capital. We can have a cup of tea and enjoy the scenery first."
Tang Feng chuckled, turned to look at Mao Shiba, and said, "Old man Mao, are you hungry?"
Mao Shiba naturally understood, and immediately said with a smile: "Old man, although I am old, my digestion is not bad, and I have been very hungry for a long time."
Tang Feng then turned to look at Chen Langping and said, "Since my entourage is hungry, let's start the banquet."
As he said this, he waved his hand, and his implication was obvious. What nonsense, the Chang Tianmen and the Yi family are not even as good as my followers.
Chen Limin was wrong: "But..."
Tang Feng's sharp eyebrows suddenly raised, and he was about to get angry, but at this moment, a cold laugh suddenly came.
"Junior Brother Mao, I didn't expect that after twenty years of not seeing each other, you still have such a big appetite. Aren't you afraid that one day you will stuff yourself to death?"
This cold shout was like the sound of a bell exploding, making the eardrums of everyone present tremble.
However, if you listen carefully, you will find that the cold drinker seems to be far away, still in the parking lot seven floors down.
But from such a long distance, it was still so loud, which shows how powerful this person is.
Hearing this cold shout, the three members of the Chen family immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because they knew that the people from Chang Tianmen had arrived, and since they were already here, they didn't need to worry about it next.
Tang Feng was still sitting there, with the cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his expression did not change at all.
On the other hand, Mao Shiba's expression suddenly became excited, and his body even trembled a little.
Because he was very familiar with the sound of cold drinks. This was his so-called senior brother in the past, and of course he was also the current Supreme Master of the Chang Tian Clan.
Soon everyone heard the crisp sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs.
After Tang Feng blew out three long lines of smoke, the sound of footsteps was very close at hand.
Immediately afterwards, four people finally climbed to the top of the seventh floor, two of them were slightly younger, and the other two were old. One of them had gray hair and beard, and seemed to be older than Chen Langping.
Tang Feng knew only one of these four people, and this person was Yi Bufan, the eldest son of the Yi family.
As for the other three people, although he has never seen them, he can make a guess. Among them, a slightly younger, middle-aged man wearing an apricot-yellow gown is probably the head of the Changtian Clan.
As for the older one who looks about the same as Mao Shiba, who is wearing a gorgeous purple gown and has a long beard, he must be the master of the Taishang Sect. This person is naturally Mao Shiba's former senior brother.
The oldest one with gray beard and hair, and certainly the most powerful one, is probably Master Uncle Mao Shiba, who is also the Supreme Elder of Chang Tianmen today.
Seeing the four people ascending the stairs, the three Chen family members immediately stood up to greet them. Their attitude was not only respectful, but even a bit groveling.
However, Tang Feng still sat there without getting up, and did not even look at these four people.
On the other hand, when Mao Shiba saw the person coming, his fists suddenly clenched, and hatred emerged on his face.
Tang Feng patted his shoulder slightly to signal him to calm down.
After the three Chen family members were polite to Chang Tianmen and Yi Bufan, they finally turned around and said, "Now that the guests have finally arrived, prepare to sit down at the table. Everyone, please take a seat."
Chang Tianmen did not sit down, but the purple and gorgeous old man turned around, looked at Mao Shiba, looked him up and down, and sighed after a while: "Twenty years, since it has been two
In ten years, you shouldn’t have come back.”
What he meant was simply that since he had already lived for twenty years, why not come back to die?
Mao Shiba naturally understood what his senior brother meant. After all, they had grown up together in the Wudang Clan since they were five years old.
He tried his best to hold back the excitement in his heart, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Master has not closed his eyes yet, there is absolutely no reason for me not to come back!"
