Sima Heng took a step forward, arched his hands, and smiled, looking respectful.
As if to think of himself as a junior, it was a posture that a junior should have.
Fang Wei turned his head and glanced at him, and then at other people. The others were standing behind Sima Heng, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The eight hidden families, no matter who they are, have a kind of pride, and no one accepts anyone.
But at this moment, a younger member of Sima's family seems to have become their spokesperson.
"Patriarch Fang, I am waiting to come today, it is indeed for the Jidao boxing score, and Sima Heng, the representative of my seven great families, he said what should be said."
The elder of the Xu family opened his mouth and half-closed his eyes. It seemed that Fang Wei didn't have any good feelings.
He did the same with Sima Heng.
In the hermit family, elders and children are very strict. Sima Heng's seniority is too far behind him. If it weren't for the order from the Xu family, he wouldn't even bother to pay attention to it.
The boy in front of him, who didn't know what ecstasy soup was poured into the Patriarch, actually convinced the Patriarch and agreed to his request.
The Anjia, Xinjia and other elders all spoke up, apparently trying to stand for Simaheng's platform.
Especially the two elders of the Sima family, with long white eyebrows and drooping eyes, watching Sima Heng get such a status in front of several big families, they couldn't help but slightly change their views on this greasy noodle boy.
No wonder the elders in the family value him very much. Although this kid can't use force, his brain is really easy to use!
"Patriarch Fang,"
Sima Heng smiled, knowing that Fang Wei despised himself, he was neither anxious nor annoyed, "Thanks to the elders who can respect it, today, I will communicate with Patriarch Fang."
Fang Wei did not speak.
He could not give Sima Heng face, or even the Sima family, but the seven hidden families have come, and he has to give face.
"Come in!"
Fang Wei stepped aside, but Sima Heng had no guests. Lu Yiran got angry, nodded and smiled, and walked in first.
After that, the others followed and walked in.
When everyone was seated, Fang Wei sat on the main seat, and he could clearly feel that these people came today definitely not with kindness.
The seven hidden families appeared together, and all the elders of each family came. Do they want to join hands to **** the boxing score from the Fang family?
Hmph, his Fang family only has one page, even if they are snatched away, how will they divide the seven families?
"Ming people don't talk secretly, your seven family came to our Fang family for the Ji Dao boxing score, and our Fang family, it was just a fluke to get a page,?"
Fang Wei is straightforward, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense, "If you are teaming up and snatching the boxing score from me, I advise you to give up."
"Our Fang family is naturally no match for your seven families, but if you want to insult our Fang family like this, I won't agree to it!"
He was so strong that he never thought about bowing his head.
Even if the seven are united.
"Patriarch Fang is serious,"
Sima Heng hurriedly smiled and arched his hands, "We did come for the boxing table, but not for the Fang family page."
"The Fang family's boxing score belongs to the Fang family. We are all hidden families, so how can we kill each other?"
"What we want is the fist score of the Forbidden Land in the East China Sea. I heard that there are at least three or four pages of fist scores there, aren't they?"
Fang Wei stared at Sima Heng and narrowed his eyes.
He didn't expect that these guys were staring at Jiang Ning's boxing score!
But Jiang Ning is no ordinary person, and the forbidden area in the East China Sea is not an ordinary place.
"Patriarch Fang should know more about this forbidden area in the East China Sea, right?"
Sima Heng continued, "So a few of us came here and wanted to ask Fang's family to join forces with us to besiege the Forbidden Land in the East China Sea!"