Some people know Xiao Shun, but naturally some people don’t know him.

Noting the expression on the faces of the Sikong family, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this kid? Why did the people from the Sikong family see him as if they had met an enemy?"

"Isn't it here to make trouble?"

"Damn it! Isn't it because I'm asking for death when I come to make trouble for the Sikong family? Besides, there is Grandmaster Zuo standing on the platform for the Sikong family today..."

Song Ling'er's big watery eyes stared at Xiao Shun incredibly, and her little heart couldn't help but sink halfway.

It’s too late to hide at this time? How dare you appear like this?

While worried, I felt an inexplicable sense of admiration in my heart. Isn’t this the great hero in my heart?

This is the spirit of thousands of people who have gone!

Song Qingzhou's mood was particularly complicated.

The mission he came here this time was for Xiao Shun, and the Feng family was willing to protect him.

If he wanted to escape, the Feng family could provide him with shelter, but today he chose to face the powerful and wealthy families in almost the entire Jianghai City, plus Zuo Zhiyuan, the owner of the Ancient Martial Arts Association.

He had to sigh, this kid could really cause trouble, and he was all involved in people who could not even afford to even the Song family.

"He is Xiao Shun, who has destroyed Yongzhang and Heshan's boy."

When Zheng Yongzhang saw Xiao Shun, he saw endless fierce and cold murderous aura in his eyes and said to Chu Jingtong beside him.

Chu Jingtong suddenly clenched his fists, clenched his back teeth, and was about to step forward, but Zheng Yongzhang grabbed him.

"Now is not the time. Brother Chu might as well wait first to see what this kid is playing."

Chu Jingtong suppressed his heart and his fists were clenched.

Angry, worry, curiosity, indifference...

Xiao Shun climbed up the steps with various eyes.

"stop!"

A man who is nearly fifty years old and has a slightly fat figure is standing in front of Xiao Shun.

The person who spoke was Mr. Zhang.

He accompanied Sikong Xinrong to the vicinity of Xinghui Bio that day. He drove away and turned back soon after he drove away, and saw Sikong Xinrong walking towards Xinghui Bio with his own eyes.

Xinghui Bio is Xiao Shun's company, so he just thought that his master was going to discuss business with the newly promoted chairman.

Unexpectedly, at night, news of his master's death came. Although the current head of the family said that his master died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, he always felt that this matter had nothing to do with Xiao Shun.

He followed Sikong Xinrong for most of his life and has always been loyal. When he saw Xiao Shun, he was like seeing an enemy.

"How did you break in? You are not welcome here, please leave immediately!"

"I asked him to come in." Zuo Zhiyuan said at this time.

"Today is the day when the head of my hometown leaves, and some things should be settled."

As soon as Zuo Zhiyuan said this, everyone in the Sikong family immediately realized that it must be that Master Zuo was going to kill the evil thief in front of the hall and avenge Sikongchen.

"Butler Zhang, get out of here and let him in." Sikong Jie said.

Butler Zhang then moved away with anger.

Those who were not sure about the grievances of Xiao Shun and the Sikong family were confused.

Seeing that young man was only about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, he looked like a child of a big family, how could he provoke the Sikong family and Zuo Grandmaster?

The gap in strength is too big, just like an ant and an elephant. Can an ant provoke an elephant? Obviously, it cannot be. Even if an ant uses his strength to bite the elephant, the elephant will not hurt or itch. If it hurts and steps it to death, it will be fine.

But the young man in front of him didn't seem to be like an ant. He offended the Sikong family and even came to pay swagger. It was really puzzling.

The audience was silent.

Xiao Shun walked to the spiritual throne and just picked up three incense sticks when the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang.

Our ordinary people, we must be happy today... As for our ordinary people, we must be happy today!

Everyone present was shocked.

This is damn?!

It's really here to ruin the situation!

Everyone knew how much the Sikong family attached to this funeral. Everyone who attended was careful and cautious, either not bringing their cell phones or turning off silently.

At this time, Xiao Shun's mobile phone ringtone seemed extremely abrupt and inappropriate in the solemn mourning hall.

The content of the ringtone is even more despised and extremely rude.

The Sikong family's face was even more grim, but the people were originally not good-looking.

Xiao Shun calmly put down the incense and candle in his hand and took out his cell phone from his arms. When he saw that it was Yao Cen called, he slowly answered the phone.

"What's wrong? Wife?" he asked softly.

"Where are you?"

Yao Cen went home first and then arrived at the company. When he found that he was not there, he always felt a little uneasy, so he called the phone.

"I'm doing something outside and I'll go back later. Shouldn't you already boarded the plane now? Is the plane delayed?"

Xiao Shun asked as if nothing had happened, facing dozens of shocked gazes.

"Oh, no, I suddenly don't want to go..."

"The hotel has been booked for you, why don't you want to go there again?"

“…”

The two of them chatted one by one for two minutes, and everyone around looked at each other in amazement.

He looked at the Sikong family again with an expression of wanting to tear him alive, and secretly sweating for him.

"Sorry, let everyone wait." Xiao Shun smiled apologetically after hanging up the phone.

"Xiao Shun, today is the day for my grandfather to have funeral. How can you be so arrogant!" Sikongxing couldn't bear it anymore, and took two steps forward and shouted with his eyes full of tears.

Xiao Shun turned his head and looked at him: "You just said you were following my leader a few days ago, why did you change so quickly? How could you dare to talk to me like this? Are you talking to the people of your Sikong family just like farts?"

Sikongxing's face turned red and pointed at him and said hesitantly: "You...you, what you said under your coercion, how can you take it seriously!"

"This kid actually dares to coerce Young Master Sikong!"

"What is his origin? Not only did he coerce Sikongxing, he actually dared to make a fuss about other people's funerals."

Some people who didn't know the inside story were in an uproar.

Xiao Shun sneered, too lazy to pay attention to him. Anyway, he was almost dead. He lit three incense sticks and worshiped him devoutly.

Then he slowly turned around and looked at the Sikong family.

His eyes were sharp and sharp, as if a cold front instantly pierced their clothes and skin, and penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Okay, the dead are the greatest. I have worshipped your old masters. Now it's your turn."

After saying that, he reached out to Zhuque, and Zhuque immediately understood and placed the urn in his hand.

Xiao Shun placed the urn in front of the black and white photo of his superior Kong Xinrong.

"What do you mean?" Everyone in the Sikong family looked at each other, wondering why, Sikongxing asked sternly.

"Have you not told you about your new leader?"
Chapter completed!