Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Thus, Little Ming King was extremely timid at this moment, not initiating contact with anyone.

Seeing Little Ming King like this, Peng Yingyu looked on without saying much. Truly a lion for a father and a pup for a son. What a person Han Shantong was, how could he have a son like this?

If only he knew modern terminology, he could say things like genetic mutation to express his current view.

Liu Futong watched Little Ming King mishandle everything in a complete mess, also feeling like he’s dealing with someone he can’t help, though certainly Ah Dou is stronger than him.

Yet when the Sect Hierarch died back then, he entrusted the orphan to him by holding his hand, no matter how difficult, he cannot back down. This Holy Sect still needs his support.

Thinking this, Liu Futong led Little Ming King to Fang Guozhen and said: ”This is your Uncle Fang, the once-famous Sea Dragon King!”

Fang Guozhen waved: ”What fame and glory, they’re just insignificant reputations.”

Normally, Little Ming King should flatter a bit at this point, saying things like the Dragon King’s reputation is unparalleled, Martial Arts Hand Technique is outstanding, who in the world doesn’t know the Dragon King’s excellence, a day at sea shakes the world!

Anyway, it’s praises, as long as they’re good words, go ahead and praise them, even if they’re empty, no one will pick on you.

But Little Ming King just stupidly stood there, watching Liu Futong and Fang Guozhen flatter each other.

Liu Futong was truly exhausted inside; the words were fed to his mouth, but Little Ming King just wouldn’t take them. Frustrating, isn’t it?

No choice, Liu Futong could only say: ”Pay your respects, call him Uncle Fang.”

Little Ming King immediately mechanically said: ”Uncle Fang.”

Fang Guozhen casually waved his hand: ”You’re the Ming King, I can’t bear the title.”

Hearing this, it’s evident that Fang Guozhen was angry, but Little Ming King still stood foolishly there. To put it bluntly, first, he doesn’t understand these social conventions, and second, he remains wary and even hostile to everyone, how could it be good?

Seeing Little Ming King like this, Fang Guozhen lost interest and pulled Chen Jie aside to talk.

Compared to Little Ming King, he found Brother Chen more congenial, and Chen Jie was adept at social conventions, charming Fang Guozhen very much.

Soon, Peng Yingyu also lost interest and joined in the excitement, and the wine gourd in Fang Guozhen’s hand was quickly emptied.

He smacked his dry lips.

Seeing this, Chen Jie glanced at Peng Yingyu, who also looked at him and said: ”Brother, bring it out, already know you’ve got a treasure to store things, don’t hide it from us.”

”I haven’t tasted your good wine for two or three months, and Old Fang’s continuous drinking has aroused my craving.”

Peng Yu looked at Chen Jie speaking.

Seeing this, Chen Jie smiled and brought out four jars of good wine from the storage area all at once.

Friends met and couldn’t hold back anymore, he grabbed a jar and guzzled two mouthfuls.

Instantly, the aroma of wine spread out, and Liu Futong smelled the aroma and walked over.

”Drinking without inviting me, Brother Jiu Si, that’s not right on your part.”

Seeing this, Chen Jie promptly handed over good wine, and Liu Futong took a sip and praised the wine.

The four sat down and enjoyed the wine happily; halfway through, Fang Guozhen looked at Chen Jiusi and the more he looked, the more he liked him and said: ”I say Old Peng, Old Liu, we are all brothers, and now Brother Jiu Si is also our brother, why not swear an alliance, making us closer?”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was startled: Swear an alliance?!