"I apologize to you!"

A light voice resounded in the elixir area. When they heard this voice, the expressions of all the strong men of the Phoenix clan condensed, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Feng Lu's temper is familiar to most Feng Clan strong men. Because she has extraordinary talents and is pursued by many Feng Clan strong men, she has developed an unruly and willful temper. If she wants to make her apologize,

In the eyes of everyone, it is almost impossible.

Feng Tong obviously knew this, so in order to avoid embarrassing Feng Lu, he invited Qin Yichen into the private room, which also gave Feng Lu a chance to leave.

However, Fengtong did not expect that the latter did not go down the steps he gave, but still stayed here. She even took the initiative to apologize after confirming that the Weeping Blood Sycamore Wood had been purchased!

Looking at the beautiful figure bending slightly, Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with surprise. He obviously did not expect that this unruly woman would actually take the initiative to apologize.

"It's just a joke. Junior sister Fenglu doesn't need to be so polite."

However, Qin Yichen also felt that as Feng Lu apologized, the eyes around him seemed to become a little strange. Immediately, he smiled bitterly, waved his sleeves, and a soft force gently touched the latter.

Hold up.

"If you lose, you lose. I, Fenglu, can't afford to lose!"

After being helped up by Qin Yichen, Feng Lu murmured, and then she turned and left without saying anything more.

"Junior Sister Fenglu..."

Seeing her actions, several suitors glared at Qin Yichen fiercely, and then quickly chased after the former.

"Oh...it's really nerve-wracking."

Feeling the hostility in the eyes of those strong men from the Phoenix Clan, Qin Yichen couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly.

"Haha, don't worry, elder. Although Feng Lu is willful, she has good intentions. I don't think she will hold this matter in her heart."

Seeing Qin Yichen's troubled expression, Feng Tong laughed and said.

"I hope so..."

Qin Yichen smiled bitterly. In fact, he knew that regardless of whether Feng Lu would hold a grudge for this, her suitors would probably have a lot of opinions about him.

However, Qin Yichen didn't take it too seriously. He knew that with the Fire Pavilion Order, these powerful people from the Phoenix Clan would not dare to act recklessly even if they wanted to save Feng Lu.

…

After leaving the Zhenbao Tower, Qin Yichen and Qingluan strolled around the ancient city and then returned to the manor.

While Qin Yichen and Qing Luan were sitting quietly in the stone pavilion chatting, a familiar figure walked over quickly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qin Yichen cast his gaze away. When he saw a figure in a well-dressed suit, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, because that person turned out to be the commander of the Yan Army stationed outside the manor...

Phoenix Lian!

"I wonder if there is a place for me here?"

Facing the doubtful gazes of the two people, Feng Lian smiled lightly and asked.

"If you don't mind, Commander Feng Lian, feel free to sit down."

Qingluan laughed self-deprecatingly, pointed to the stool next to the stone table, and said.

Qin Yichen also nodded, without any objection. He still had a good impression of Feng Lian. If his guess was correct, Feng Lian should have been forced to take action in the restaurant because of Feng Lu.

Moreover, although he was defeated, Feng Lian did not hold a grudge because of this matter.

Among the arrogant and powerful people of the Phoenix Clan, Qin Yichen admired him for having such a character.

"Thank you very much."

Feng Lian cupped his hands towards Qingluan. In his eyes, there was no disdain like other strong men from the Feng clan. Then, he bowed slightly towards Qin Yichen before sitting down.

"Brother Feng Lian's rejection made me very disappointed when I was invited last time."

Seeing Feng Lian's appearance, Qin Yichen smiled lightly, turned his wrist, took out a jade cup, and placed it in front of Feng Lian.

"I don't like drinking tea."

Feng Lian smiled bitterly and said.

In fact, even if he wanted to come when Qin Yichen invited him that day, he couldn't do it because of his face.

After all, at that time, there was a group of tribesmen opposite them who were invited to capture Qin Yichen. Even the Yan Army soldiers he brought with him had considerable opinions on the latter.

If he had been invited in to have tea with Qin Yichen at that time, he would probably have made the tribesmen and Yanjun officers even more angry.

"How about trying this?"

Qin Yichen didn't notice this. He chuckled lightly, took out a gourd, and said with a smile on his face.

"This is?"

Seeing Qin Yichen's actions, Feng Lian was slightly startled, with a look of doubt on his face, because he was keenly aware that with the appearance of the gourd, a fiery look suddenly emerged in the eyes of Qingluan next to him.

"Brother Feng Lian, you will know after you try it."

Qin Yichen chuckled and opened the cork on top of the gourd. Suddenly, a strange aroma filled the air.

"This smell..."

Smelling this fragrance, a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on Feng Lian's face. At this time, Qin Yichen had already filled the cup in front of him.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

After Feng Lian hesitated for a moment, he still couldn't resist the temptation, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing the drink, Feng Lian's face turned red for a while. He only felt that as the glass of liquid flowed in, the blood in his body seemed to be ignited, and the pores on his body stretched, a kind of

An unprecedented sense of comfort permeated his body.

"Long time!"

After a while, Feng Lian came back to his senses from that feeling. A voice full of exclamation also came from his mouth, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"It seems that Commander Feng Lian is also a temperamental person. My drink is not something that ordinary people can bear."

Qin Yichen chuckled and poured it for Feng Lian again.

"Ahem, Brother Chaochen..."

Seeing Qin Yichen about to put the cork on the bottle again, Qingluan finally couldn't help coughing lightly and reminded him.

Seeing this, Qin Yichen hesitated slightly, but with a wave of his hand, he took out two gourds again.

What’s in this gourd is the best immortal drunk he brought with him when he returned to the human race this time!

"Brother Feng Lian, how about we not go home until we get drunk today?"

Qin Yichen poured himself a glass and chuckled at Feng Lian.

"good!"

Feng Lian seemed completely unaware of the change in the latter's name for him. He laughed loudly, raised his glass, and laughed loudly: "In all these years, I, Feng Lian, have never been drunk!"

The Yan Army is the most ferocious army of the Feng Clan, and its style is extremely rough. Among the Yan Army, there are naturally people who like to drink. As a commander of the Yan Army, Feng Lian loves fine wine.

, far beyond the average Phoenix Clan powerhouse.

"Dry!"

As they clinked their glasses, the three of them drank it all in one gulp.
Chapter completed!