"Xiang Yang, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and take Wu Di to sit!"

Song Lifu turned his head and glanced at Song Xiangyang, and then said apologetically to Wu Di: "That Wu Di, you go and sit over there with Xiang Yang first, and when I'm done, I'll come over and talk to you properly." ”

"No problem. Wu Di smiled slightly and made a gesture of understanding.

"Wu Di, come with me and sit over there!"

Song Xiangyang waved his hand and motioned for Wu Di to follow him away.

He walked a few steps and met a familiar person, who immediately explained to Wu Di: "This is my thirteenth brother Song Xiang'an." ”

"This is my eighth sister Song Xiangjin. ”

Song Xiangyang walked and introduced himself to Wu Di.

Wu Dijun nodded and silently wrote it down, and then politely greeted them.

After saying hello a few times in a row, Wu Di knew more people from the Creation Gate.

Although many people have learned about it from the information, there are not many people who have had close contact in reality.

If you have met and said hello, then you can be regarded as acquaintance.

"Huh?"

Wu Di frowned, and suddenly noticed an abnormal gaze.

He looked over along with his feelings, and saw that it was the seventh young master of the Song family who was looking at him...... Song Xiangkang.

Song Xiangkang was beaten up by Wu Enemy last time because of his tune/play with Jiang Churou.

When he was dissatisfied and came to the door to pick out a shirt for the second time, he was beaten into a bloody pig's head by Wu Di.

"Qishao, hello!"

Wu Di showed an incomparably bright smile, waved his hand to greet him and asked.

Song Xiangkang saw that Wu Di was smiling at him, as if a devil was smiling at him, and his body couldn't help but tremble a few times.

Soon, he reacted and showed a strong look of resentment towards Wu Di.

Song Xiangkang's cheeks twitched a few times, and he really wanted to rush over and beat Wu Di fiercely.

In the end, his reason prevailed over anger, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly and turned his head around.

"Qishao, it's rare for us to see each other again, we want to have a drink later!"

Wu Di didn't intend to let Song Xiangkang go, and continued to joke at him with a smile.

Wu Di is not the kind of villain who cares, so he just wants to test Song Xiangyang's psychological bottom line.

If Song Xianghui couldn't control himself from rushing over to make a move, what would Song Xiangyang do?

Continue to support, or turn the other cheek?

"Xiang Kang, come over to me!"

Song Xiangyang called Song Xiangkang with a cold face, "Wu Di greeted you, how could you turn aside so rudely?"

"Humph!"

Song Xiangkang snorted coldly, and turned his head aside without paying attention.

"Didn't you hear me call you?" Song Xiangyang was furious, and his tone was full of anger.

In an instant, countless people present looked over to see what would happen next.

They knew the contradiction between Wu Di and Song Xiangkang, and they also knew that Song Xiangyang had beaten the seventh brother for Wu Di's sake.

Now he shouted angrily in front of everyone, and he had changed his usual gentle and elegant appearance.

"Humph!"

Song Xiangkang snorted angrily and gritted his teeth full of resentment.

His teeth swung from side to side, and finally swallowed all the grievances into his stomach, turned around and walked towards Wu Di.

"What are you doing?" Song Xiangkang came to Wu Di and glared at him fiercely and asked.

Song Xiangyang saw that the seventh brother looked like such a scumbag, and he was so angry that he wanted to go crazy again.

Wu Di hurriedly grabbed him with his hand, and then showed a bright smile, "It's okay, I'll just say hello to you." ”

"It's over, right?, then I'll leave!" Song Xiangkang asked angrily.

He looked so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

But Song Xiangkang is still a child of a big family, and his understanding and patience are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In addition, the Creation Sect knows that Wu Di is coming today, so I'm afraid that he has done enough ideological work, right?

He still knew that today was Song Lifu's birthday, even if there were 10,000 unhappy enemies in his heart, he still couldn't turn his face and attract the attention of countless people.

At that time, he will be like a clown in front of everyone, and he will also lose the face of the entire Creation Gate.

Seemingly......

He still knows how to give up his small family to fulfill everyone.

"No politeness at all. ”

Song Xiangyang angrily reprimanded Song Xiangkang, "For the sake of today's birthday of the head of the sect, I won't bother with you, if it is another situation, I will definitely teach you a bloody lesson." ”

"Calm. ”

Wu Di comforted Song Xiangyang with a smile, "Qishao is still young, so don't treat him so harshly." ”

Song Xiangkang listened to Wu Di's words, and was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry loudly.

He's still young......

He's still young......

Wu Di, a bastard, how many times did he use this as an excuse to satirize people when Song Xianghui was being trained?

Madea –

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Wu Di, otherwise Song Xianghui would definitely rush up and slap Ya a few times.

......

"I'm sorry, my brother is still young, and he is used to not doing his business properly outside, please don't take it to heart. ”

After Song Xiangyang settled the matter between Song Xiangkang and Wu Enemy, he hurriedly apologized to some nearby melon-eating people.

These melon-eating people come from the major forces in the capital, and some are representatives of various factions in the ancient martial arts world.

Song Xiangkang made such a thing, no one wanted to see it.

Wu Di can't be blamed for this, he just said hello politely, and then Song Xiangkang stupidly didn't give a good face.

It can also be blamed on Wu Di deliberately guiding, but ...... Song Xiangkang responded hypocritically, and there weren't so many bad things happening!

It's so small!

......

"Big brother, Wu Di, you all arrived so early!"

When Wu Di and Song Xiangyang were about to take their seats after greeting each other, the third Song Xianghui came back.

He led a group of young people, and walked towards Wu Di and Song Xiangyang.

Those people are obviously the factions in the Creation Gate that support Song Xianghui.

"Wow-"

The visiting guests and melon-eating masses couldn't help but be in an uproar when they saw the arrival of the third child, who had always been against Song Xiangyang, and then they all looked over with their eyes.

They all knew that Song Xianghui and Song Xiangyang were at odds, and they also knew that he suddenly led a large number of followers and subordinates with great momentum, and it was definitely not a simple greeting to appear at this kind of high-profile juncture.

Seemingly......

Something big is going to happen!

Everyone looked at each other, and each could see the same meaning in each other's eyes.

"Third brother, why did you come so late?"

Song Xiangyang, an old bird, was calm, and responded to Song Xianghui's greeting with a smile.

"I dealt with something outside, and there were more cars in the capital and there was a serious traffic jam, so I came late. Song Xianghui replied.

After he finished speaking, he glanced around at the sumptuous dinner and most of the unopened tableware, and said with a happy expression: "It's okay...... The banquet didn't start, otherwise I would be sorry for the master's kindness!"

The onlookers looked at each other, not knowing what routine the two brothers were playing.

What no one noticed was that Song Xiangkang, who had just been deflated, crept out of the crowd.