"Father, if you care about the Lionheart Dojo, why don't you send someone from my side to find out?" A young but calm voice rang out in the seaside villa.

The owner of the voice was a young man dressed in black with a wide red belt around his waist. His appearance is the same as that of the head of the Feifan family, he is also dark-skinned, well-proportioned and tall, and at first glance he knows that he is a sea man who is good at making tides.

This young man is the first heir in line to the Feifan family, the eldest son of the head of the Feifan family, Shalan Feifan.

He looked dashing and uninhibited, but in fact he was an extremely delicate man, and as soon as he saw his father's demeanor, he immediately recommended himself.

Only this time, rarely, a different voice interjected.

"Big brother is really positive, but this time, I don't think there's any need to trouble you to use your hands and feet to spy on others. Wells said-for-tat, or rather, what the weak heir who has been suppressed is waiting for this opportunity to refute.

"Wells, I'm talking to my father, what are you talking about!" Sharan scolded, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"If I don't intervene, big brother, you will set up an enemy for our Feifan family for no reason. This kind of thing is taboo in the first place, not to mention that Elder Fei Ai, who is strong in force, can do with the little people under the eldest brother?" Wells turned his nose up at Shalan's scolding.

All of a sudden, several other syndicate children also suddenly looked sideways - when did this little brother who was not decently beautiful, but as weak as a woman, become so strong?

"So, what do you suggest?" the Flying Sail Master asked indifferently with a glance at the unusually Wells.

"Father, if you want to know more about that Elder Feiai, I happen to know a little bit about him, for I happened to have a relationship with him when he came to the West Coast aboard the Southern Star of the Sky, and at that time, he called himself 'Count of Santa Island.'" Wells spoke in a cautious tone, word for word.

The Earl of Santa Island, this is exactly what Midi decided to use after consulting with Wells to become a member of the West Coast high society.

There were no kingdoms, no rulers, and naturally no nobles on the west coast, and the so-called "earl" was nothing more than a false name with no practical significance. But now it is different, when Midi has a prosperous dojo in his hands, and his personal force has attracted everyone's attention, if he still has such a title, it is equivalent to having the capital to enter the upper class society and make his voice heard.

In this way, even if these maritime families don't pay attention to it, it is impossible.

Therefore, after a few months of forbearance, Wells will throw out such a message at this time.

Sure enough, after listening to the narration of his handsome young son, the head of the Feifan family, who had always been very deep in the city, also flickered slightly.

"Father, although the relationship between my son and the Count of Santa Island is not deep, it is okay to have an exchange. If you want to know more, why don't you authorize me to host an afternoon tea party?" Wilston said after a pause.

"Hmph, what are you kidding, this kind of thing affects the whole body, how can the Feifan family have a relationship with that kind of guy with unknown details?"

Compared to the Sword of Victory and Guardianship, Midi Asrex, what is the Flying Sail Family?

Wells sighed deeply in his heart, on the surface, he looked confident, and he didn't pay attention to the eldest brother, but continued to say to the head of the Feifan family: "Of course, it will not be in the name of the Feifan family, but in my personal name, in this way, even if there is any problem, it only needs me to take responsibility personally, and it is a big deal to be said to know no one and not knowing anyone, father, what do you think?"

"Okay, then let's find out the details of the other party, as for the specific operation, Wells, you will be responsible for it this time. The head of the Feifan family groaned slightly, then nodded lightly, and glanced at his youngest son again, "Do things beautifully, don't let me down." ”

"Yes!" Wells's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

The next day, a gilded invitation was sent directly to the Lionheart Dojo's disciple by Wells's henchmen, and then to Randall, and finally to Midi's desk untouched.

"An invitation to a tea party from Feifan's sixth heir?" Unwrapping the invitation envelope, Midi glanced at it, a knowing smile on the corner of her mouth.

As the first chess piece he laid on the West Coast, this young master of the Feifan family is indeed very worry-free. Without Midi doing anything, he was able to accurately grasp the opportunity to take advantage of the Lionheart Dojo to directly hoist the appetite of the Sail Master, and then gain an opportunity to introduce Midi to the high society of the West Coast.

Not only that, but this tea party was obviously carefully prepared by Wells, although it was just a small private gathering for the head of the Flying Sail family to explore Mididi, but in fact, Wells had already explained to Midi that he had invited almost all the younger generations of the maritime family just to build momentum for Midi!

And of course, whether this trend can be successful depends on Midi's own level after all.

However, for Midi, who has already become the de facto ruler of a kingdom and has experienced countless big scenes, what is this small tea party?

"Please tell Master Wells that I have accepted this invitation. Midi signed her name on the receipt.

Of course, it won't be the real name of Midi Asrex, who is enough to cause a sensation on the entire West Coast and then cause the Delos Empire to send troops brazenly. But it's not "Fiai", a pseudonym for the Queen of Bullets and the Witch of the Mist.

It's the brand new title of "Count of Santa Island".

A week later, the private mansion in Wells, on the shores of Faroe Bay, was buzzing.

All the official heirs of the Feifan family have such a mansion, but Wells's rank is relatively low, and the background is not hard, and there is not much attention from the head of the family, so although the mansion that was given is still in the coastal area, it is located in a remote location, the scenery is not good, and it is usually very deserted.

But today is different.

Now, due to Wells's vigorous publicity, almost everyone in the younger generation of high society knows that the Lionheart Elder who singled out the Nine Avenue Field, a mysterious young man known as the "Earl of Santa Island", wants to participate in this afternoon black tea party.

These young people have always been arrogant and curious, and they don't need to be too forward-looking in their actions, and most of them can act according to their own wishes, so they will naturally be interested in this afternoon black tea.

Not only that, but there are also many people who have been instructed by the elders in the family to take this opportunity to come to find out. After all, the rise of the Lionheart Dojo is a big deal on the entire West Coast, and it is not only the Feifan family that will pay attention to it, since Wells is now going to volunteer to take the lead, and it seems that he still has something to do with the Earl of Santa Island, then others are naturally happy to follow him to learn some information.

These factors are combined, although Wells's influence is very small, this afternoon black tea party is a big deal.

With the passage of time, more and more carriages were parked in the square, and the dense wheels covered almost the entire square, so that some children of relatively low-status families could only park their carriages far away to avoid competing for places with the heirs of those big families.

The shorter the distance from the carriage to the gate of the mansion, the more it can reflect the dignity of the person's identity, which is invisibly a kind of show-off and comparison.

And just as the children of the various families of Faroe Bay were secretly competing with each other for a parking space, a horse-drawn carriage like a cloud of fire rushed straight from the other end of the road as if no one was there!

The whole body of this carriage is made of expensive red sea wood, and the capable coachman in front of it is also dressed in red, and what makes people feel even more extravagant is that the carriage is pulled by six sweaty and bloody horses that are also full of red blood, and these six sweaty and bloody horses are still wearing expensive magic armor!

In an instant, dozens of carriages were staggered and knocked over in front of this red whirlwind, and more family members began to flee in surprise, for fear of being caught in it.

All of a sudden, the whole square was in chaos.

However, none of the guards dared to step forward to stop the red carriage, because on the door of the carriage was a sign of a spray.

The Yunlang family, the largest maritime family on the entire West Coast, occupies the position of Speaker of the Faroe Bay City Council, and is inextricably linked to many avenues.

Among them, there is the Red Lotus Dojo in the Farowan Dojo Association.

Seeing the carriage rushing all the way and blocking the door of the mansion without manners, Wells, as the organizer of this afternoon tea party, suddenly became very ugly.

The relationship between the Yunlang family and the Feifan family was already cold, and coupled with the problem of the Red Lotus Dojo, it was naturally impossible for Wells to invite the disciples of this family as guests.

There is no doubt that the other party is either uninvited or instigated by some people.

For example, the big brother who didn't like him to be in the spotlight.

It's just that at this moment, Wells no longer has time to curse those opponents who are secretly stumbling, and the only thing he can do is to pray that the children of the Yunlang family who came over this time are not the ones he fears the most.

However, as the so-called fear of something, when the door of the carriage was opened, the slender red-haired figure who came out in the company of a handsome knight suddenly made Wells's beautiful face extremely pale.

"Miss Sylvia, why are you here?" Wells said reluctantly through his throat.

"What, Miss Ben is not welcome?" said the beautiful woman with red hair without mind, revealing a bewitching smile, "Don't worry, Miss Ben is not interested in a small tea party like yours, but I really want to see what kind of guy I don't know, even the Red Lotus Dojo that I have always liked, dare to accept it!"