No semicolon, right?
"Brother Qin, let me ask you a favor."
"Brother Yang, what's the matter?"
"Who is this Uncle Fu?"
Yang Dajun pulled Qin Baihe aside and asked in a low voice.
He had just awakened his spiritual roots less than a month ago.
Even in Fengcheng, he has the protection of big brother Qin Baihe.
Arriving in the imperial capital, it was still the first time for a country bumpkin to enter the city.
I don’t understand anything!
He didn't even have the qualifications to know Uncle Fu's background.
at this time.
He saw that Uncle Fu, an old man, wanted to be on friendly terms with his son.
Yang Dajun was curious!
I'm also afraid of being taken advantage of by this old guy.
"Uncle Fu's background is really terrifying."
"Well……"
"He is from the Bai family in Sky City and is the Bai family's butler."
"The Bai family is very powerful?"
“…”
"Brother Qin, what's wrong with you?"
"No! The Bai family of Sky City is a super family that surpasses all other countries in the world."
"Fuck! So cool?"
"More than that! Let me put it this way, a cultivator like this at the Golden Core stage is only fit to guard the gate in Sky City."
"Damn it! If I'm like this, then I don't even have the right to take a look at you?"
"Now, you understand Uncle Fu's background and how old he is."
"I understand! I will definitely teach this kid a lesson and let him marry into the Bai family as a son-in-law."
Yang Dajun was deeply shocked.
䥉本.
He saw that Bai Wanqing was beautiful and interested in his son.
He was also planning to marry into the Yang family and become their daughter-in-law to carry on the family line.
Now.
He suddenly felt that their Yang family was not worthy!
If this kid goes to the Bai family in Sky City and becomes a son-in-law, he will probably have to wait in line!
The speaker may not intend it, but the listener may take it seriously.
far away.
Bai Wanqing, who was watching Yang Fan refining the puppet, froze on her pretty face.
My neck suddenly turned red.
It seems very embarrassing!
Yang Fan devoted himself to refining the puppet.
With the help of a skilled worker like Uncle Fu, the efficiency has been significantly improved.
One after another!
I don’t know how much time has passed.
He has refined six heavenly-grade puppets in a row!
By this time.
Everyone discovered something.
"Boy, how come you always succeed in refining puppets? Why have you never failed?"
"Failure? What is failure?"
"It's useless! My puppet refining success rate is only 60%. How much is yours?"
"Well, my success rate is probably over 90%."
"How much...how much?"
“Less than 99%…”
“…”
"Uncle Fu, why are you glaring at me? Is it that difficult?"
Yang Fan's Versailles-style answer.
It makes Uncle Fu want to curse!
Grandma's legs!
More than 90% success rate!
Is this something people would say?
You know.
The puppet refined by Uncle Fu is more than ten times more difficult than Yang Fan's.
Even so, the success rate is only 60%.
The top-grade puppet this kid refined was ten times more difficult than his.
The success rate is over 90%.
If he were to refine it, what would the success rate be?
Is there any class representative? Please help me count them!
now.
Uncle Fu's eyes fell on Yang Fan, looking at his harmless face.
Why does Uncle Fu feel that this guy is so good at beating?
I refined another one, and it was already very late.
Yang Fan laughed and finished his work, and would continue refining it tomorrow.
Can't stay up late.
Prone to sudden death.
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