A Visit

A Visit

The Ran family martial artists exchanged glances.

Then they looked at Wang Feifan. "You're that..."

Wang Feifan had thought they knew who he was. It seemed the Ran family truly valued him.

They had even instructed the servants and come to receive him in person.

Joy rose in his heart. "No need to stand on ceremony. I am Qingyun Mountain's Yellow-Robed Heav..."

"You're Wang Feifan, the one who married that old man?" the two asked.

Wang Feifan's smile instantly froze on his face.

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

Damn it, was this right?

"Say, bro, you're really brave. You dared to get married to someone in his seventies or eighties. When I pee, I don't even bow to the wall—I only bow to you!"

"Yeah, I want to ask, what did it feel like when you kissed him?"

"Did his mouth stink? Would a mouthful of old phlegm suddenly fly into your mouth while you were kissing?"

"How could you ask something like that? That's so rude!"

He gave the brother beside him a stern look, then turned to Wang Feifan. "I heard before that an old person swallowed his dentures while kissing. Have you ever run into that?"

Wang Feifan felt the malice of the world bearing down on him. His emotions surged, and he wanted to make a move.

But this was someone else's territory. If he made a move, it would be tantamount to provocation.

Endure!!!

Wang Feifan forced out a smile. "I came to visit the Ran Family Head. Please inform him. I have something important to discuss!"

"Oh!" The two nodded. "Wait here. I'll go report it."

One of them came to his senses and went inside.

The other looked at Wang Feifan. "You didn't come here with some other idea,