Chapter 172: Be polite to others, do they deserve it?
If Ye Feiyang hadn't taken the initiative just now, he would have scolded Mochizuki Qianxun long ago.
And now another arrogant golden retriever showed up. Mo Fan was not going to care about him. He scratched his ears and said nonchalantly.
"How many rounds can you hold on? Who unzipped your pants and let you out?"
When the blond man heard Mo Fan's words, a trace of confusion appeared on his face. He then looked down at the zipper of Mo Fan's pants and realized what was going on. He was immediately furious and his face turned red in an instant!
The blond man was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He raised his trembling hand, pointed at Mo Fan, and shouted angrily.
"You Dragon people are only good at talking. I will challenge you when the time comes. I hope you won't be like a coward."
"Come on, who's afraid of you?"
Facing the blond man's provocation, Mo Fan retorted without hesitation, then said disdainfully, "To be honest, I make keys at home. Can you make a few?"
"How many?"
When the blond man heard Mo Fan's words, he lowered his head and counted on his fingers, as if he was really counting how many keys he had.
Xiao Rizi, who lacked cultural background, could not understand the hidden meaning in Mo Fan's words, but Zhao Manyan, who was also from Dragon Country, naturally understood the meaning of Mo Fan's words and laughed without hesitation.
Even the usually silent and rigid Ai Jiangtu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth at this moment.
Hearing the mockery in the laughter, Wangyue Mingjian frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and said slowly, "Everyone has come from afar, so don't stand at the door anymore. Follow me in. I will make all the arrangements for the competition."
After saying that, Wangyue Mingjian turned and left. Wangyue Qianxun had already left, leaving only the blond little day, gazing at Mo Fan with gritted teeth.
"Little Golden Retriever, what's your name?"
Mo Fan ignored Xiao Rizi's angry look, put his hand on his shoulder and asked.
"My name is Okamoto Takashi, not some golden retriever!"
The golden retriever slapped Mo Fan's hand away and said angrily.
"Okamoto Takashi, this name is too ugly. I can't get used to it. I'd rather call you Little Golden Retriever. Little Golden Retriever sounds better."
Mo Fan was also shameless. Okamoto Takashi clearly disliked him, but he was unaware of it and kept muttering and commenting.
Although it was just a murmur, Okamoto Takashi was close to Mo Fan, and Mo Fan didn't know if it was intentional, so he didn't lower his voice at all. It was more like a narration than a murmur. Especially after Mo Fan finished speaking, he added a sly sentence.
"I have a dog named Little Silver Hair. You two are a perfect match."
"You're comparing me to a dog, and you think they're a good match!?"
Upon hearing this, Okamoto Matsu's blood surged, and the anger in his eyes turned into tongues of fire, as if he wanted to burn Mo Fan to ashes. If looks could kill, Mo Fan would have died countless times.
humiliation!
Okamoto Takashi's face turned from red to blue, and finally completely black. He looked at Mo Fan and said hatefully.
"Just wait!"
After saying that, he looked at Mo Fan for a long moment, then turned and left.
He had forgotten all about entertaining guests.
"Mo Fan, you're going too far."
Ai Jiangtu looked at Mo Fan and frowned.
Mo Fan smiled nonchalantly and said nothing, obviously not taking Ai Jiangtu's words to heart.
"Let's go in first. Without a guide, it will take time for us to find a place."
Ye Feiyang spoke slowly.
Hearing this, Ai Jiangtu looked at Ye Feiyang, then at Mo Fan, sighed, and nodded, "Let's go in first."
Without anyone to lead them, Ye Feiyang and his group wandered around in the West Guard Pavilion, and finally found the room prepared for them under the guidance of a maid.
Except for the cliff side, there are many irregular lakes on the other three sides of Xishou Pavilion. The surface of the lakes is paved with wooden corridors, connecting small pavilions.
As night fell, Nan Rongni and Mu Tingying, who were out, also rushed to Xishou Pavilion.
Wangyue Mingjian prepared a sumptuous dinner for them.
"They say Dragon Country is a land of etiquette, but now it seems to be nothing but empty talk!"
An old woman in her forties or fifties, with a high bun and a serious and harsh face, sitting on the main seat, looked like Nun Miejue. She looked at Mo Fan and said sinisterly.
At this moment, Mo Fan was stuffing sushi into his mouth. He watched the old woman fire at him. He stuffed the sushi in his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. He leaned back in the chair and said slowly, "Etiquette depends on the person. We are all very polite to others."
As soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet.
The banquet was attended not only by people from the State Pavilion, but also by some high-ranking officials who made a living from humble beginnings. Upon hearing Mo Fan's words, their faces turned grim. Especially that Nun Miejue, whose face was ashen.
Polite to people? Then what are they? Animals!
Ai Jiangtu rubbed his forehead helplessly. Mo Fan's words simply covered up all the trivial things in his life. Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with Mo Fan's words, this was still someone else's territory!
Thinking of Ai Jiangtu, he wanted to speak up to ease the atmosphere. Although they were here to challenge the opponent, they still had to go through the formalities.
"We're almost done eating, why don't we get straight to the point."
Ye Feiyang looked at the famous sword Wangyue and said lightly.
"this"
Ai Jiangtu looked at Ye Feiyang in shock. How could Ye Feiyang, who usually looked mature and steady, be so reckless at this moment?
No, it should be said that Ye Feiyang became abnormal from the moment he stepped into Huwang Mountain!
"good"
The smile on Wangyue Mingjian's face slowly disappeared, and he nodded with a wooden face.
"Don't!"
At this time, Mo Fan interrupted.
Everyone in the field looked towards Mo Fan.
Whether it was the senior management or the staff of the National Pavilion, they looked at Mo Fan with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
I secretly wondered what this wild boy covered in thorns wanted to do.
Ai Jiangtu looked at Mo Fan nervously.
He had some understanding of Mo Fan's personality. He was just a fearless young man. He had no expectations of surrendering, but only hoped that Mo Fan would not be so arrogant when he said it.
"I'm not full yet."
Mo Fan said calmly.
After that, he put a piece of sashimi in his mouth. Then he took out a bag from his pocket and put the sushi and rice balls into the bag. In order to save trouble, he even used his mind to control the sushi and put it into his mouth.
Looking at Mo Fan's actions, it was obvious that he would have to bear the consequences if he failed.
The corner of Xiao Ri's mouth twitched slightly. Suddenly he knew what to say.
Ai Jiangtu and the others looked at Mo Fan in shock, clearly impressed by his impressive performance.
"Is Mo Fan so shameless?"
Jiang Shaoxu snuggled in Ye Feiyang's arms, looked at Mo Fan with her mouth slightly open, then turned her head to look at Ye Feiyang with curiosity and asked.
"It's not that he has no shame, it's that he doesn't know what face is."