Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

"Feng Shitian, what are you kidding? Are you the apprentice of your master, Master Wen Renyue? You actually said that your master's promise is only worth one gold coin..." Song Yancheng yelled in disbelief .

Feng Shitian frowned, obviously she felt very dissatisfied with Song Yancheng's sudden loud voice: "Hehe, you are wrong, I just need a gold coin to repay the favor of your Song family! "

While talking, Feng Shitian smiled and grabbed a few strands of his hair and played with them in his hands.

"You, what do you mean, Feng Shitian, you simply look down on our Song family. Let me tell you, if there was no help from our Song family at that time, then your master would not be where he is today, and maybe Master Wen Renyue would not have The help from our Song family has already died!" Song Yancheng was really angry, and his stomach was already bulging.

When they didn't come out at home, they thought that as long as they came to Tianlong Academy and told Feng Shitian about the matter, then as Wen Renyue's disciple, Feng Shitian would naturally obediently give the exclusive agency of Jiuyang Pill to him. It's my Song family, but I didn't expect...

"By the way, Mr. Song, I'm very curious now, how did my master owe you the Song family back then?" Speaking of which, Feng Shitian really didn't know about this, because Wen Renyue didn't treat him at all. mentioned.

"Huh!" Song Yancheng raised his chin high, and then without even thinking about it, he spoke directly: "That was when Master Wen Renyue was seven or eight years old. He was an orphan. There was not enough to eat. When we were about to starve to death in the ruined temple, the ancestors of our Song family happened to pass by, so we gave Master Wen Renyue a bowl of white rice. If there is no bowl of white rice, Wen Renyue I'm afraid the adults will starve to death long ago!"

Song Yancheng said, and then said proudly: "So when Master Wen Renyue became famous, he once met my ancestor and recognized that my ancestor was the one who gave him a meal, so Master Wen Make that promise!"

After Song Yancheng finished speaking, his expression was rather smug. Now, in his opinion, since he had finished speaking, Feng Shitian should immediately nod his head in agreement. After all, Master Wenren Yue almost starved to death in the ruined temple back then. For a person who has become famous today, it is definitely a stain, so no matter who it is, it should be erased.

But there was no Yang Dao, Feng Shitian actually nodded his head: "Oh, it's just a bowl of rice, and your Song family actually wants the exclusive agency right of my Jiuyang Pill, you are not afraid of being overwhelmed!"

"Miss Feng, what are you talking about? If it weren't for my ancestors, Mr. Wen wouldn't be where he is today!" Song Yancheng said without giving in.

"Yeah, yum!" Feng Shitian nodded again: "It's just Songyan City, I don't know whether what you said is true or not, as for the evidence, you must have evidence, otherwise, if Today you say that my master owes you a bowl of rice, and tomorrow another one says that my master owed them a bowl of soup back then, so what should I do, I don’t have so many exclusive agency rights!”

"Of course there is evidence, wait a minute, the evidence is not with me, it is with my brother, I will ask him to bring it!" Hearing what Feng Shitian said, Song Yancheng secretly rejoiced, the matter has progressed.