Even though he has extremely good speaking skills.

But humans are a strange species; they are more concerned with appearance.

People who are good-looking or have a high social status tend to have more influence when they speak.

So-called personal charisma, at its very beginning, is judged by appearance.

He carried the herbs with him and used the tools from a nearby clinic to prepare a concoction.

Clean the grinding equipment thoroughly.

Futu walked towards Tianranju.

Order the black-clad guards to surround the man's room from both the front and back.

Futu knocked on the door and went inside.

Upon seeing the person standing inside, Futu's eyes narrowed.

It was him...

Song Qian!

In this life, I was taken to the mountains by human traffickers and almost had my legs and arms broken, all because of this person.

This man also had connections with the palace, sending many people to the palace to become eunuchs.

He even once thought he was a eunuch.

later……

He used this person for a period of time.

People who are born rebellious will always show a rebellious side, no matter who their master is.

He naturally disagreed with him.

Then it disappeared.

immediately……

Futu shook his head. It was this person! No wonder!

"Who are you?" Song Qian stared at Futu, his eyes filled with doubt.

He sensed that the child looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen him before. Everyone he could remember was extraordinary.

"The people looking for you!" Futu said.

A warm smile immediately appeared on Song Qian's face.

Invite the person to the room.

Brew some tea and hand it to the Buddha.

In his previous life, Fu Tu worked in the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs and had seen all kinds of precious teas. He was entertained by Song Qian with pre-rain Longjing tea, and there was even an incense burner in the room. It was very particular and elaborate. Fu Tu just found it funny.

This person really loves to put on a show.

They like to use a condescending tone, making people feel inferior.

It inspires admiration or a sense of being a role model for people.

However, he is no longer the same person he once was.

"What would you like to talk about?" Song Qian asked.

Fu Tu inadvertently sprinkled the poison from his fingertips into the cup on Song Qian's table.