"I heard that Zhang Xing isn't weak either. A few Venerables from the Foss Kingdom died at his hands."
"Plus, he has a few dragons with him. No one in your third-tier country can defeat him."
"Even in our fourth-tier country, he's a force to be reckoned with."
Another elder added.
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
The elder took a sip of wine and spoke again.
"However, compared to our Ten Thousand Feet Mountain, he's nothing."
As he spoke, he smiled condescendingly and shook his head. His meaning was obvious.
"Not to mention one Zhang Xing, even 10 Zhang Xing's are like ants in our eyes. We can crush them easily!"
Phero started bragging as well.
A few minutes later, Phero, who was still bragging, seemed to notice that there was an empty table at the door. He frowned.
"Then who didn't come?
What, you don't want to give me face? "
He looked around. The people from the various families all lowered their heads and pretended to eat.
"Huh?
Didn't you hear what I said?
Or do you know who didn't come, but you don't dare to say it? "
Everyone knew what Phero was doing. If you wanted to deal with Pratt, just go and do it.
Why go through so much trouble and find such a lame excuse?
As the saying went, a scholar prefers death to humiliation. You want to humiliate Pratt with a broken table? Why would that old fox come?
Just then, a servant reported from outside, "Master, we've invited Pratt's family."
Phero waved his hand and said coldly, "Bring them in!"
"Oh, wait. There are limited seats. Bring Pratt, Na Bao, and her parents in. The others can cool off in the yard."
"Yes!
Master! "
Soon, more than a dozen armed guards escorted Pratt and the others in.
"What, Pratt? You knew that my brother was back, but you didn't come. Are you not giving him face?"
Fei Tuo mocked.
"Haha!
I wouldn't dare. It's just that I didn't have a presentable gift and was rummaging through my house. I didn't think you'd send troops in such a hurry.
"Look, I came empty-handed. How can I have the nerve to sit here and drink and eat?"
A very natural smile appeared on Pratt's rosy face. He didn't look embarrassed at all.
Fu Luo stared at the old man for a long time, feeling a bit strange. This old man was extremely calm, without a trace of panic, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.
Could it be that he didn't know the situation that the Yadod Family was facing?
Three days ago, Fu Luo had released the news that the Mo Gen Family should be the number one family in Ten Thousand Martial City.
On the same day, the head of the second family, Brand, came over with a large number of property deeds to surrender.
Pratt, on the other hand, did not make a move.
Today's banquet was held especially for Pratt. He wanted to defeat this so-called number one family in front of all the families.
Fu Luo then looked at the little beauty Na Bao, and his heart was in turmoil.
It can't be, right? How is this possible?
He then circulated his fighting energy to his eyes and carefully observed the aura emitted from Na Bao's body.
That was right!
She was a Demon Emperor, and there was a powerful fighting energy stored in her Dantian. Her strength was comparable to a Demon Emperor.
There was a secret on this little girl. No, it should be said that this old man Pratt knew a secret.
Since this old man was willing to use this secret on his precious granddaughter, then he would definitely be willing to tell the secret to her.
"Men, bring Na Bao here. I liked this little girl as soon as I saw her. Since I don't have any children, I'll make her my granddaughter."
Fu Luo immediately changed his mind and said with a kind smile.