"You...you...it's not your turn to interrupt here! This is a matter for adults." The head of the Qi family shouted angrily at Hua Qinghong.
"That's right, what qualifications do you have to talk to us?" Qin Yizhu was so angry that he pointed at Hua Qinghong and shouted loudly.
"If that's the case, then please ask the two families to take care of their dogs." Hua Qinghong shot back unconvinced.
"You..." Qi Wankai was so angry that his nose almost twisted.
"You juniors, please step aside!" The ancestor of the Song family glanced at everyone, his eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face, and he said lightly: "You stay first."
"Qinghong, please step back!" Divine Doctor Hua winked at Hua Qinghong calmly. Hua Qinghong nodded and quietly stepped aside.
Seeing this, Qi Wankai and Qin Yizhu also sent their sons away with their eyes.
Song Aobei raised his face and shouted coldly at Hua Mian: "The matter has become very clear. Fang Xiaoyu has a bad record and is a villain. Doctor Hua, do you still want to plead for him now?"
"Fang Xiaoyu is a close friend of mine. I understand his character. He is not a bad person, let alone a villain. Of course I have to plead for him." Hua Mian sneered and replied with a decisive expression: "If the Song family is willing to let Fang Xiaoyu go,
I, Hua Mian, am willing to donate the ancient golden tripod at home to the Song family."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Oh my god! I can't believe that the Hua family is so generous for this boy. They are even willing to give up all the treasures of the Hua family."
"Yes! The ancient golden tripod, the top three treasures of the Hua family, ranks first."
"I really don't understand what kind of relationship this boy named Fang has with the Hua family to deserve his attention."
Hearing the murmurs in the crowd, Chi Jianye felt his old face blush, and looked at Fang Xiaoyu not far away again, feeling extremely pleased in his heart: "This kid is indeed a talent! It seems that our Xueli has reached a high level.
Him!"
"Damn, what's so good about this kid? Why does Hua Mian support him so much? This... this damn thing is too evil!" Qin Taidi jumped anxiously and looked at Qi Deyong aside.
Qi Deyong also shook his head in confusion: "Damn it, who is this kid Fang Xiaoyu? Why is it that the miracle doctor Hua Mian would rather expose his family's wealth than protect this kid?"
"It seems that things are a bit troublesome." The head of the Qin family sighed leisurely and whispered to the head of the Qi family.
"Take a look first before talking." Qi Wan was so happy that his teeth were itching with hatred, and he clenched his fists and said: "The ancient golden tripod does have great temptation. However, the Song family may not give up this face. You must know that Song Aobei has eyes.
There is no room for sand here. Today he was beaten by Fang Xiaoyu until he vomited blood. If he can't let out this bad breath, I'm afraid he won't be able to cope with the anger in his heart!"
There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and everyone looked at Fang Xiaoyu again with extremely envious eyes.
No one could believe that Hua Mian, the famous miracle doctor, would actually stand up and speak for Fang Xiaoyu at such a time, and even bet the treasure of the house, the ancient golden tripod.
Everyone looked expectantly at the ancestor of the Song family. They seemed to be waiting for the old man's final judgment.
The ancestor of the Song family closed his eyes slightly and stared at Fang Xiaoyu, looking at him with a slightly different look.
"What kind of trump card does this kid have that even old foxes like Hua Mian plead for mercy on his behalf and bet all the family's treasures on the house?"
The ancestor of the Song family fell into deep thought.
At this time, Song Aobei sneered: "Miracle Doctor Hua, I didn't expect that your Hua family has a good relationship with this guy! However, your Hua family's ancient golden tripod is not enough to attract my interest. Today's Song Dynasty
The Song family is no longer the same as it used to be, and we do not lack the cauldron for alchemy. Today, we, the Song family, must give an explanation for this matter."
As soon as these words came out, there was another heated discussion among the crowd.
"I didn't expect that the Song family would refuse."
"It is said that the ancestor of the Song family visited the Hua family three times in order to obtain the ancient golden tripod, expressing his willingness to pay a high price for the ancient golden tripod. As a result, Hua Mian declined. But now he does not want what he has sent to his door. Could it be that the Song family really has something better than the ancient golden tripod?
The Golden Cauldron also needs a valuable alchemy artifact?"
"No, this is Song Aobei who wants to put this kid to death!"
"It seems that this boy named Fang's life is at stake here."
"It's such a pity that such a talented young man has fallen like this."
"Alas! The only thing to blame is that this boy is too arrogant."
"If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will blow it away. This world has no room for geniuses."
As he spoke, there was a sound of regret among the crowd.
Even some rich ladies and young ladies who didn't understand the exercises had tears in their eyes.
"It's rare for a man to value friendship so much. I really don't want to see anything happen to him."
"May the Bodhisattva bless Fang Xiaoyu and everything will be fine."
"The people of the Song family are so bad, do they have to force them to death before they give up?"
Three young women whispered.
Song Yingxue, who was standing aside and watching, felt an inexplicable irritation in her heart when she heard these words.
She asked herself over and over again in her heart: Is it really our Song family who is at fault? But is this kid right?
No, he injured my grandfather and embarrassed our Song family. He also embarrassed me in front of so many people. He must die today.
She looked at Fang Xiaoyu with cold eyes.
At this moment, Fang Xiaoyu's expression was calm, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes. This made her a little curious again.
"Isn't he afraid? Or is it because he really likes the woman next to him? If a man is willing to do so much for me, it will be worth it even if I die ten thousand times."
Song Yingxue's face suddenly shed two lines of crystal tears for no apparent reason.
Suddenly, like those sentimental rich ladies and rich ladies, she somehow didn't want anything to happen to Fang Xiaoyu.
The atmosphere at the scene was still tense. After Hua Mian was rejected by Song Aobei, his face was ashen and he stood there motionless like a wooden sculpture.
He really couldn't think of anything better that he could come up with to impress the Song family. But when he thought that the powerful enemy Fang Xiaoyu faced was the ancestor of the Song family, he fell into a deep panic again.
"Since Miracle Doctor Hua has nothing to say, just step back!" Seeing Hua Mian's silence, Song Aobei shouted coldly.
Hua Mian was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to retreat, he heard a male voice coming from behind him.
"Head of the Song family, if you are willing to let Fang Xiaoyu go, I, Ye Wenfeng, can give you the one hundred acres of land in Longkou, the capital, to the Song family." Ye Wenfeng also stood up.
He knew that the Song family had always wanted to get the one hundred acres of land he had acquired in the capital. The Song family had discussed this matter with him twice.
"Oh! Are you here to join in the fun?" Song Aobei glanced at Ye Wenfeng coldly, then smiled and shook his head and said: "I can count on my fingers the number of families in the capital that can compete with our Song family for land.
Come here. We still look down on your little Ye family. Don’t forget, your Ye Wenfeng’s scope of activities is Yancheng. It’s not your turn to come to the capital to negotiate terms with me. Who will intercede for this matter today?
It’s useless. Fang Xiaoyu must pay the price with blood.”
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into dead silence.
Even a fool can see that the powerful Song family wants to kill Fang Xiaoyu. (To be continued)