Son-in-law From Dark World

After Qin Feng heard this, he said without any interest, "Let's talk about this later. I don't have time to play with him now."    

    

Director Ma nearly flipped the car over when he heard that.    

    

If he didn't know about the relationship between him and Hall Master, he would probably have been killed by this reckless guy already.    

    

You don't have time, do you really think that Hall Master of the Qing Gang has time?    

    

He couldn't even take the initiative to seek an audience with Ye Zichen. He didn't dare to appear without Qin Feng's consent.    

    

This was what shocked Director Ma the most.    

    

He had already reported this matter to Hall Master. Hall Master only said one thing: "Let him be happy. If he's unhappy, don't even think about being happy in your family."    

    

Wu Junyi did not even dare to fart. He was just a nobody in front of Hall Master. He could be crushed to death at any time.    

    

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the Drunken Village Courtyard. It was a leisurely tavern.    

    

This tavern was very expensive. It was ridiculously expensive, and one had to have a certain identity to be able to enter and consume it.    

    

Most importantly, there was only a single batch of guests every day, which meant that they had to force the entire venue.    

    

Therefore, the price would be shockingly high.    

    

Fortunately, Director Ma had an appointment already, so it just happened to come in handy today.    

    

"Old Ma, I finally got you to arrange a place like this for me. Is your Qing Gang poor and crazy?"    

    

After Qin Feng got off the car, he looked at the small second floor in front of him. The decorations were simple and simple, without any of the luxurious aura.    

    

Director Ma almost fell to the ground when he heard that. He grinned and said, "Master Qin, this is a chartered area. 800 thousand RMB, I got it all right. You can't wrongly accuse me of this."    

    

The moment he heard 800 thousand, Qin Feng hurriedly walked towards the tavern. When he opened the door and entered, two women with excellent looks and temperament came to greet him.    

    

"Hm, 800 thousand"    

    

When Qin Feng saw the two beauties, he smiled and said.    

    

Director Ma, who was at the side, was convinced. He really didn't know how Qin Feng valued the 800 thousand in his eyes. He was being stingy outside, but after meeting two waiters, he compromised.    

    

He didn't understand the thoughts of this person.    

    

It was too profound!    

    

"Seniors, please come in. The Patriarch has already prepared a feast and is waiting for the two of you to arrive."    

    

The waiter's voice was crisp and comfortable to hear. Qin Feng stretched out his hand and was about to place his hand on one of the waiters, but he noticed that the other person's gaze shifted and his feet slipped.    

    

Qin Feng smiled. He didn't expect that the waiters in the tavern knew martial arts. This was interesting.    

    

Following the two attendants to the second floor, there was a large hall. A long table similar to a conference room was filled with all kinds of sumptuous foods.    

    

It was a full banquet!    

    

Qin Feng immediately saw through it.    

    

On the opposite side of the table sat a middle-aged man.    

    

The man was of medium height and wore a round hat. At this moment, he was holding a carving knife and was carving a radish flower.    

    

"Please take a seat, the two of you can begin shortly."    

    

The man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of 'please' without raising his head.    

    

Qin Feng and Director Ma took their seats in succession. At this moment, the phone rang and Qin Feng picked it up.    

    

"Hey, Qin Feng, are you sure you're at the drunkard's side garden? I said I'm taking over the place."    

    

Just when Qin Feng wanted to get up, the man said, "Sir, please take a seat. That's your friend downstairs. Please come up."    

    

Qin Feng nodded and smiled before hanging up.    

    

Not long later, Chung Qing, who was wearing a simple casual outfit, walked in. She took off her high heels and sat in front of Qin Feng.    

    

However, when she saw Director Ma, she was slightly surprised and smiled warmly.    

    

"What the hell are you doing, taking over the place?" "Are you crazy? It's very expensive to rent a room here."    

    

Chung Qing whispered as she pushed Qin Feng.    

    

"Ahem, Old Ma is treating us. Who cares about him? We're done for."    

    

As he said that, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and scooped up a chicken leg and asked Chung Qing if she wanted to eat it. Chung Qing shook her head.    

    

At this moment, the middle-aged man pulled the carrot flower out and it actually extended ten meters in length. He covered the whole dish and poured the water over it while holding the teapot.    

    

A wave of heat rose as the radish flower changed its color. It was like a peony in full bloom, and the fragrance of meat mixed within was quite miraculous.    

    

"Everyone, please enjoy!"    

    

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he bowed politely and left.    

    

"Let's start eating. What's the use of doing all that nonsense? I'm starving to death."    

    

Qin Feng picked up his chopsticks and started to eat. Chung Qing looked at the sumptuous meal and started to eat as well.    

    

Only Director Ma, who was sitting there, started to talk about the background of this pub without eating.    

    

"Master Qin, do you know the identity of that mister just now?"    

    

Director Ma asked while he was drinking.    

    

Qin Feng was competing with a lamb leg. This dish was very suitable for his taste, whether it was appearance or taste, it could be said to be top-notch.    

    

"I don't know!"    

    

Qin Feng replied vaguely as he gulped down the food like a hungry old ghost.    

    

"He is the successor of the imperial chef, the entire Han Dynasty. His great-grandfather has participated in this banquet before. Even the spices for cooking here have been transported over from various cities."    

    

Director Ma put on a show by the side. In fact, Qin Feng didn't even hear what he said.    

    

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs, followed by a beautiful woman wearing a long dress with her hair tied up.    

    

Qin Feng raised his head and was stunned. It wasn't because of the woman's appearance, but because of Lin Feirann, who was following beside the woman.    

    

At the same time, a young man walked up with a haughty expression.    

    

Why is he already out of school, and he actually chased me all the way here? This is too much!    

    

Lin Feirann also saw Qin Feng and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.    

    

At this moment, the young man walked in front of Director Ma.    

    

"Old Ma, so it was you who took away the place that I reserved. Hey, who's so powerful? What's wrong? You don't even put me in your eyes anymore, do you?"    

    

The young man sat down, grabbed the wine cup from Director Ma's hand and said coldly.    

    

"Yes, Young Master Yun. Why are you here?"    

    

When Director Ma saw the young man, he immediately panicked. This was Qingfeng Hall Master's son, Young Master Flying Cloud. He would naturally be able to recognize him.    

    

It's just that Clearwind Hall has always been in Ninghai, why did they come here?    

    

Seeing Director Ma's respectful look, Flying Cloud smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, you slave, you even know to respect your master. Flying Cloud saw Director Ma's respectful look, Flying Cloud smiled, patted his shoulder and said," Not bad, you're not bad, but you know to respect your master when you see your master.    

    

Flying Cloud smiled and looked at Qin Feng, who was gobbling down the mutton leg, with disdain in his eyes.