Chapter 839 Whose Big Wolfhound Is This?



"I'm not just saying nice things to you, but with your little brother's skills, if he opened a winery, he'd definitely make a fortune and be famous all over the world," the scarred man said, chatting casually with Ji Fengming as they drank.

Listen to the scarred man praising his sister.

Ji Fengming couldn't help but feel proud: "More than that, my younger brother is a genius when it comes to food and drink; not only does he brew wine, but the dishes he makes are also superb. You absolutely can't find them anywhere else. They are so fresh, fragrant, spicy, and delicious, tsk tsk tsk."

The scarred man listened to Ji Fengming's description, and then looked at him with a face full of pleasure;

The scarred man, who hadn't eaten dinner yet, immediately started swallowing hard again.

At this moment.

Just then, a gust of wind blew from the direction of Ji Fengyao's room, carrying a strong aroma of hot pot.

The unprecedentedly rich aroma almost made the scarred man drool on the spot.

"Fengming, dinner's ready!" Black Owl stood in the courtyard, looking up at Ji Fengming, who was rambling on the roof.

"Oh!" Ji Fengming responded cheerfully, and made a move to get up.

The scarred man swallowed hard, grabbed Ji Fengming, and looked at him with a drooling expression that seemed to say, "Brother, is that your little brother?"

"No, my younger brother was frail and sickly when he was young, and he was rather thin and small." Ji Fengming took a step to leave, but found that the scarred man's hand was still holding his.

When I looked up again, I almost burst out laughing.

Whose big wolfhound is this that's been starving for three days?

The scarred man realized he had lost his composure, quickly let go, and politely but awkwardly rubbed his hands together, smiled, and took two steps back.

At this moment, Ji Fengyao walked out of the courtyard.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew onto the roof to Ji Fengming's side.

Her room wasn't too far from where Ji Fengming was talking nonsense; an ordinary martial artist certainly wouldn't be able to hear what the two of them were saying, but a cultivator could.

Ji Fengyao asked knowingly, "Brother, what are you doing? You've been clamoring for hot pot but haven't come down for ages."

“I was talking to this…” Ji Fengming pointed at the scarred man as if he had just remembered that he didn’t know the scarred man’s name.

When the scarred man heard Ji Fengyao call Ji Fengming "brother", his eyes lit up and he flashed a friendly smile like a wolf in sheep's clothing, making the two scars on his face look even more distorted: "Little brother, everyone in the underworld calls me Scarface, you can just call me Brother Dao."

Damn!

That smile is so lewd!

Ji Fengyao barely suppressed the urge to kick this guy off the roof and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Brother Dao! Oh, Brother Dao, have you eaten yet? If not, why don't you invite your brothers to eat with us? The more the merrier."

"Ah?!" The scarred man was overjoyed. "How could we possibly accept that? There are twenty or thirty of us... How about we invite Young Master Chen and the ten of us brothers?"

"Young Master Chen?" Ji Fengyao blinked her innocent, wide eyes.

The scarred man noticed that although Ji Fengyao was not particularly beautiful, her eyes were exceptionally clear and pretty. What was even more remarkable was that her eyes were like a clear spring in the deep mountains, crystal clear, giving the impression of a naive and innocent young girl.

"He's kind of our master's young master," the scarred man casually explained, without going into any further details.

Ji Fengyao and Ji Fengming didn't press the matter further and instead told the scarred man to go back and fetch someone.

Back inside.

Ji Fengming asked telepathically, puzzled, "Sister, I could have just given him a pot of wine to build rapport, why did you have to invite that little bastard Chen Xiaoyi to dinner?"

"Brother, if you want people to risk their lives for us, a pot of wine won't be enough," Ji Fengyao said with a grin, shaking her head.

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