Eve of the Massacre

Eve of the Massacre

Xu Teng forced out a smile. "Everyone has gathered here for a happy occasion, so let's not say anything overly sentimental."

"Just now, those were the rules left by our ancestors. We all revere them, so naturally we had to be solemn and dignified!"

"But now it's time for our family to reunite. Family doesn't speak as strangers—tonight, we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Xu Teng had high emotional intelligence. He spun his nonsense smoothly, making everyone feel quite comfortable.

He truly did not have the slightest airs of a family head.

"Good, we won't leave until we're drunk!" Poor Tom had been talked into it, and every one of them looked extremely excited.

The scene immediately became busy.

Those fetching wine fetched wine, those bringing fruit brought fruit, while roasted meat, seafood, and more were served one after another.

There were more than six hundred Ye Family members, along with more than fifty people on Shen Wuxiao's side.

There were a great many people.

But the succession of a family head was, in itself, a grand occasion.

Shen Wuxiao and the others watched Xu Teng's performance and held back their laughter.

What a pity this guy wasn't livestreaming product sales—with so many family members here!

With one line about slashing the price, how many people would get scammed—no, how many people would be grateful!

Every household brought out chairs and tables, arranging them across a vast stretch.

Shen Wuxiao and the others occupied several tables.

A huge bonfire blazed in the middle, with singing, dancing, and rap all around it.

Xu Teng was very busy. This time, he had contributed the most.

The smile on his face never faded.

As for drinking, he refused no one who came.

After three rounds of drinks, it was