C112 Cynicism

When Zuo Ming's fist landed on the water, it did not even create the slightest of ripples. When Xiao Lang did not receive his attack, he completely disregarded him, which made him very unhappy. His face became gloomy, his eyes flickered, stared at the gift box in Dongfang Hongdou's hand, and sneered again: "May I ask what valuable gift Young Marquis has given me? Xiao Qingdi left so many legacies for you, you must think that your present is definitely a rare treasure right? "

Xiao Lang grabbed onto a chicken leg and was chewing on it very unelegantly. Seeing that Zuo Ming had once again shifted everyone's attention to him, he became a little angry, looked sideways at Zuo Ming, and coldly said: "What does it have to do with you!"

"Pfft!"

Cha Mu who was at the side was drinking his tea, spitting out a mouthful of tea, causing an uproar in the hall.

[This man is just as fierce as he used to be, only …] Didn't he know that his status and position were completely different now?

Awakening the Waste Soul meant that there was no longer any future for cultivation, and he refused to enter the Scholar's Pavilion. If he failed to write, then so be it. Xiao Lang's position was not even comparable to Xiao Jin's. At most, he would be the same as the ordinary young masters present, but he was actually this arrogant?

Dongfang Hongdou didn't say a word, and only smiled as he looked at Xiao Lang.

This man was able to pull himself together in such a short period of time. As expected, he did not let her down. He was no ordinary person.

"Hmph, the Young Marquis is so mighty, huh? However, it seems that His Majesty has already given the order that you will not have a chance to enter the Scholar's Manor. "

Zuo Ming's face darkened, and his tone became even more strange. After speaking for a while, he turned his head to Xiao Kuang and sighed, "Young master Kuang, your Xiao family is rich. If it were our family, this kind of trash would have long been chased out of the capital!"

"Heh heh."

Xiao Kuang laughed faintly and did not even glance at Xiao Lang. He said faintly: "Although our family is not short on money, we do not raise trash. Second Grandfather is very righteous, when he returns, he will definitely exterminate our relatives.

Xiao Kuang's voice was very loud and very direct. Not long ago, she had been suppressed by Xiao Lang to the point that she couldn't even raise her head. At this moment, in front of outsiders, he began to mock and ridicule them. He did not care about his kin, nor did he leave any face for them.

Dongfang Hongdou's face changed, and so did his. The sneer on the faces of countless people grew wider, because what Xiao Kuang said was the truth. If this was any other family, Xiao Lang would not be able to stay in the capital forever.

Xiao Lang's expression did not change. He originally did not have any attachment to the Xiao family, and the imperial city and the Xiao family felt that they were trapped in a cage, suffocating him. If he could leave the Xiao family, he would immediately leave.

As for … Whether or not he was a trash, what Xiao Kuang said was not counted, and what everyone present had not said was also not true either.

Therefore, Xiao Lang was too lazy to bicker with Xiao Kuang. Although in his heart, he did not regard Xiao Kuang as one of his own. He was eating his chicken drumsticks leisurely. As he hadn't eaten dinner, he was panicking due to his hunger.

"Princess Zi Shan has arrived!"

The old butler outside reported once again. Everyone immediately ignored the entangling Xiao Lang, and turned to look outside the hall. Dongfang Hongdou glanced at Xiao Lang, then forced out a smile, standing up to welcome him.

Yun Zishan was also dressed fully in her birthday suit, she was still dressed in her purple palace dress, and was as beautiful as a fairy from the nine heavens. Only Dongfang Hongdou and Miss Zuo Family were able to share their beauty with her.

Yun Zishan smiled as she responded to everyone's greetings. Her beautiful eyes were filled with light, causing people's hearts to beat wildly, and the beauty mole on her forehead made her temperament even more extraordinary, like a peony among a hundred flowers.

Xiao Lang did not stand up, nor did Yun Zishan even glance at him. The two seemed to have formed a tacit understanding between each other.

His close friend from not long ago had now become a stranger.

"What is everyone talking about? "Hmm …" We haven't seen Young Master Qin tonight! "

Yun Zishan gracefully sat down beside Dongfang Hongdou. She had a kind of strong aura, being able to control the atmosphere, smile sweetly and move the hearts of everyone present.

"Young master Ni has sent word that someone is preparing to break through to the middle level of the warlord level. Someone has just given them a present!"

Dongfang Hongdou explained, but realised that he said the wrong thing, and brought up the topic of cultivation. This made Xiao Lang feel extremely awkward, so he immediately looked towards Xiao Lang, and realised that he was still leisurely eating and drinking, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Zuo Ming's eyes lit up, he was willing to let go of this opportunity to add insult to injury, and immediately replied: "I'm trying my best, I think I'll be able to reach War King Stage by the age of thirty. "Hmm …" We need to work hard too, and try hard to get everyone to break through the Battle-King's War Emperor Stage, so that we can all go to the northern borders to kill Xue Manzi in the future! "

"Haha, Young Master Ming is mighty and noble!" You and Young Noble Kuang, you are both Heaven Rank Divine Soul s, so your cultivation speed has increased by twofold. You will definitely be able to reach this height by the age of thirty if we were to awaken our earth-step divine souls. Of course … Compared to some people, we are still stronger. Hmm, we still need to work hard, otherwise, we will be tortured to death by the Xue Manzi when we go to the Northern Frontier! "

"Young Master Quan, who are you talking about?"

"Of course it means those trash who have awakened their Waste Soul and have no hope of becoming strong in their entire lives. They are destined to end their lives in a small place and are even so arrogant!"

"Oh …"

The moment Zuo Ming opened his mouth, someone immediately echoed his words. Even a blind person could tell that they were referring to the Sang Huai Huai Huai Huai, and their target was Xiao Lang. In terms of Field Hunting Competition, Xiao Lang was the one who told the group of young masters to scram, and avoided him the moment he saw him …

Countless gazes turned towards Xiao Lang as if nothing had happened, causing his and Cha Mu's expression to change, while Yun Zishan looked at Xiao Lang indifferently, and immediately moved his eyes away from her and started chatting with a young miss, his smile was like the spring breeze, as though he did not hear any of their words.

Xiao Lang looked at Yun Zishan indifferently, and turned to smile at him, not caring at all. To him, today, he was only here to repay the favor Dongfang Hongdou had given him.

In the beginning, this woman was extremely disgusted with her, but after that, she suddenly took a 180 degree turn, took the initiative to form a party with him on the Field Hunting Competition, and slowly became half a friend. Finally, when she went to the Xiao family, she seemed to have feelings for him?

On the day the Divine Soul Pavilion was awakened, although Xiao Lang's mind was in a daze, he clearly remembered that Yun Zishan did not even glance at him! Adding on his current performance, he could be considered to have completely understood that he had already disappeared from the list of candidates for the position of Prince Consort for this proud daughter of heaven.

This world's cruelty, Xiao Lang experienced it once more, and he laughed at himself. Trust me, I don't have any feelings for this girl.

It was better to see true emotions when in trouble, or this silly girl, Dongfang Hongdou.

The way Xiao Lang looked at Dongfang Hongdou became gentler and gentler. The young masters saw that Xiao Lang did not have any response, and felt that his fist was hitting the air. Dongfang Hongdou could feel the gentleness in Xiao Lang's eyes, and her mood immediately became better. She no longer had a cold face, and continuously toasted with the rest, and it was unknown if her mood was better, or if she drank some wine.