"Feng Shitian, what are you kidding, are you the apprentice of your master Wenren Yue, you actually said that your master's promise is only worth one gold coin......" Song Yancheng shouted in disbelief.

Feng Shitian frowned, obviously she felt very dissatisfied with Song Yancheng's sudden loud voice: "Hehe, you are wrong, I mean to repay the favor of your Song family, but I just need a gold coin!" ”

Feng Shitian said as he smiled and grabbed a few of his hairs and played with them in his hands.

"You, what do you mean, Feng Shitian, you simply look down on our Song family, let me tell you, if it wasn't for the help of our Song family at that time, then there would be no your master today, and maybe, Master Wenren Yue, without the help of our Song family, would have died a long time ago!" Song Yancheng was really angry, and his stomach was already bulging.

Originally, when they didn't come out at home, they thought that as long as they came to Tianlong Academy and told Feng Shitian about the matter, then as a disciple of Wenrenyue, Feng Shitian would naturally obediently give the exclusive agency of Jiuyang Dan to his Song family, but they didn't expect it......

"By the way, Song Gongzi, I'm curious now, how did my master owe you the favor of the Song family back then?" Anyway, Feng Shitian really didn't know about this, because Wen Renyue hadn't mentioned it to himself at all.

"Humph!" Song Yancheng raised his chin high, and then he didn't even think about it, so he spoke directly: "That is still in Master Wenrenyue, when he was seven or eight years old, he was an orphan, and he didn't even get enough to eat every day, when he was about to starve to death in the broken temple, the ancestor of our Song family happened to pass by, so he gave Lord Wenrenyue a bowl of white rice, if it wasn't for that bowl of white rice, Lord Wenrenyue would have starved to death long ago!" ”

Song Yancheng said, and said proudly: "So when Master Wen Renyue became famous, he once met my ancestor and recognized my ancestor as the one who gave him the grace of a meal, so Master Wen made that promise!" ”

After Song Yancheng finished speaking, his expression was quite proud, and now in his opinion, since he had finished speaking, then Feng Shitian should immediately nod in agreement, after all, the fact that Master Wenren Yue almost starved to death in the broken temple back then was definitely a stain on the people who have become famous now, so no matter who they are, they should want to erase it.

But there was no Yang Dao, Feng Shitian actually nodded: "Oh, it's just a bowl of rice, your Song family actually wants my exclusive agency of Jiuyang Dan, and you are not afraid of being strangled to death!" ”

"Miss Feng, what are you talking about, if there is no ancestor of my family, then there is no Lord Wen today!" Matsuyan Castle did not back down.

"Uh-huh!" Feng Shitian nodded again: "It's just Songyan City, I don't know if what you said is true or false, what about the evidence, you have to have evidence, otherwise, if today you say that my master owes you a bowl of rice, and tomorrow another one says that my master owes them a bowl of soup back then, then what can I do, I don't have so many exclusive agency rights to give ah!" ”

"Of course there is evidence, you wait, the evidence is not here, it's with my brother, I'll let him bring it!" When Song Yancheng heard Feng Shitian say this, he was secretly happy in his heart, things had progressed.