Super Dragon Cultivation System

C997 came to present the treasure



C997 came to present the treasure

The Old Hall of the Zheng Family was located in the westernmost district of the Giant Hammer Castle, where the Old Master Zheng lived all year round.    

    

The younger generation of Zheng Family had asked a few times, but he still hadn't agreed to move to the new city area.    

    

He said he was used to living here and had the younger generations move away.    

    

As a result, this place became deserted, with only a few considerate servants remaining.    

    

Zhonbo had followed the old man for the rest of his life. Now, he was already two hundred and sixty years old and his cultivation had reached the pinnacle of his life.    

    

If there were no miracles, he would die of old age at the level of a 4-star Battle-Saint.    

    

For the past month, he had been busily running back and forth, and every day, he would smile happily.    

    

"Master has not held a birthday banquet for 80 years, it's about time for a feast!"    

    

Zhonbo explained as he wore his master's birthday suit.    

    

Even though he called Zheng Haisheng his master, but Zheng Haisheng had long since regarded him as a good brother.    

    

The Zhonbo had been following him since he was ten years old, and in the blink of an eye, more than two hundred years had passed.    

    

He could not live without the Zhonbo.    

    

There was no need for him to tell him what to do every day. At any time, there would be things he wanted to eat, drinks, and clothes for.    

    

Zhonbo was like his own arm.    

    

"Hm!" "It's rare for those little brats to be so impulsive."    

    

Zheng Haisheng answered only after he was fully dressed.    

    

"All the big families of the empire have come, right?"    

    

Zheng Haisheng asked again.    

    

"Yes, master. Not a single one is missing."    

    

Zhonbo said.    

    

He knew that his master loved face and would never be able to change it.    

    

"Alright, let's go out, don't make them wait too long."    

    

Zheng Haisheng nodded and puffed up his chest, looking at everything in front of him with such a pleasing look.    

    

A moment later, both of them came to the square.    

    

It was already packed full of people.    

    

When they saw the old tutor come out, they all stood up and congratulated him.    

    

"Good, good, good!"    

    

The old gramps raised his hand in satisfaction and everyone sat down, looking at him, waiting for him to speak.    

    

"Many thanks for everyone's support. You still remember me after so many years."    

    

"There's no need to waste words, let's begin the banquet!"    

    

The honored tutor laughed heartily and announced the start of the banquet.    

    

"Old Grand Preceptor, let us toast you with a goblet of wine. We wish you a happy birthday!"    

    

Chu Huang raised his wine cup and laughed.    

    

Even though he was the ruler of a nation, his status was still much lower than the old man's position in the 5-Star Warlord.    

    

He could only sit under the old tutor.    

    

As for the longevity star, he sat alone at a table, facing the crowd.    

    

"Haha!" Chu Huang is too kind! " The old tutor raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp, showing his straightforward nature.    

    

When the wine entered his stomach, he raised an eyebrow as if he had sensed something, but after sensing it carefully for a moment, he did not discover anything.    

    

After that, the old tutor shook his head and continued to accept the toasts.    

    

Ten minutes later, the lordmaster was slightly intoxicated. He hadn't used any battle qi to turn the wine into wine, so this feeling of drifting about was rather enjoyable.    

    

At this moment, two loud laughs came from outside the plaza, "Haha!"    

    

"We two brothers are late, Old Master Zheng can't blame us!"    

    

Before he finished speaking, two figures suddenly appeared in front of Chu Huang.    

    

"So it's the two Imperial Advisors. Please take a seat."    

    

Zheng Haisheng said nonchalantly.    

    

He wasn't familiar with the two of them, so he was rather annoyed, but he also had a bit of wariness towards them.    

    

Because of the faint murderous auras emanating from the two of them, it was impossible to detect them without sensing them carefully.    

    

Zheng Hai Sheng suspected that these two were from the Killer Group.    

    

Thank you, Old Master Zheng. Both of us are late.    

    

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and six cups of wine appeared out of nowhere.    

    


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