Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin squinted: "Why didn't you drink it? You didn't drink it?"

"I'm not... not thirsty, and I just ate too much, so I can't drink it!" Zhao Sheng stood attentively, bowing like a waiter.

"Sit down!" Ling Luoyu glanced sideways indifferently, his eyes were cold and showed no emotion or anger.

Zhao Sheng's heart skipped a beat: "Ling...Mr. Ling?"

"Sit down, I have something to ask you!"

"……oh……"

Zhao Sheng half pulled his buttocks up and sat down next to the stool. He quietly looked at the big bowl of tea and swallowed unconsciously.

Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and calmly picked up the tea cup: "I want to ask you something..."

"Mr. Ling, please tell me!" Zhao Sheng suddenly raised his voice and said with a serious face: "As long as I know, I will definitely say... Feng Chenglin and I have already said this and have always done so. Mr. Feng, you Say yes?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes and ignored him——

Look at this guilty conscience!

It was as if no one else knew what kind of thief he had done!

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in the teacup, feeling a little listless: "Let me ask you, what did the Lord God say about this town?"

Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Ah what?" Feng Chenglin knocked on the table impatiently: "Whatever Third Young Master asks you, just say it. Don't hide it, don't lie, don't try to be clever..."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Zhao Sheng nodded repeatedly, but stared at the tea in Ling Luoyu's hand.

"If Mr. Ling has anything to say, just ask, and I will tell you everything I know..."

"What's here?"

"...Huh?" Zhao Sheng's expression was suddenly shocked.

"What...is here?" Ling Luoyu raised his eyes with a cold expression: "Why does God want you to pay attention to this place?"

"Oh... Mr. Feng and I have both said that this is where the descendants of the ancient ancestors lived!" Zhao Sheng seemed to be relieved and responded casually.

"Descendants of ancient ancestors?" Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other calmly: "Why does the Lord of God care so much about descendants of ancient times?"

"This...I don't know about this! Whatever God wants us to do, I will do it..."

Zhao Sheng stood up and came forward respectfully with his hands held in his hands.

"Sir, please drink tea, otherwise the tea will be cold..."

"Why are you so anxious?" Feng Chenglin shouted in a deep and unhappy voice: "What's bothering you whether we drink tea or not? When Third Young Master asks you, just say, don't talk about useless things!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Zhao Sheng's buttocks were on the stool again, and he was careful to laugh with him.

"I just heard that it seems that the Lord of God has been paying attention to the affairs of the descendants of the ancient ancestors, because... because..."

He glanced around and approached Ling Luoyu mysteriously.

"because……"

Ling Luoyu retreated in disgust, Feng Chenglin also grabbed Zhao Sheng and pulled him back.

"Come back to me..."

Zhao Sheng twitched and sat back down: "I'm afraid... the walls have ears. After all, this is on someone else's territory!"

"You talk so much nonsense, and you are so secretive in everything you say!" Feng Chenglin said with a dark face again: "If you don't say anything, just shut up and stop talking nonsense to me. …”

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Sheng nodded respectfully again, his attitude almost as low as the dust: "That...that's it, I heard...those who oppose the God Lord are actually descendants of the ancient clan, and they are still Those descendants after the rise..."