As she clapped her hands, the curtain was soon pulled back and two people, led by several Blue Mountain Lu Family disciples, arrived at the door of the tent.
Seeing those two people, Han Qianqian immediately stood up with emotion.
These two people were no other than the already corpse-forming Big Cake Sky and the oldest of the Seven Monsters of Jiangbei.
However, the two of them had already lost their previous appearance of corpses, except for their ugly faces and weak bodies, they were generally no different from ordinary people.
Seeing them like this, Han Qianqian was naturally very excited, and Big Cake Tian and the three monsters were also incomparably excited to see Han Qianqian shortly after they had awakened.
"Great Warrior Han!"
The two sides immediately each greeted each other, delighted with each other.
"Come on people, give your seats." Lu Ruoxin said in a soft and smiling voice.
"Yes!" The maids outside the tent answered softly and quickly retreated afterwards.
Within a few moments, four maids carried two luxurious and beautiful chairs and slowly walked in, then gently placed the seats opposite to Lu Ruoxin, which was also the most outward place in the whole table.
With the maid's invitation, the two monsters had to come to the table and sit down, while Han Qianqian also returned to his seat.
Lu Ruoxin picked up the wine jug and gently filled Han Qianqian's glass, then smiled and said, "Your two friends are fine, so this is a toast to Young Master Fang."
"It was he, who brought the people from his Desert City to detoxify the zombies in your entire town, including, of course, your two friends." Lu Ruoxin finished speaking and flashed a sweet smile at Han Qianqian.
Despite the faint smile, it was a beautiful smile.
Han Qianqian nodded, took the wine glass and slowly stood up, followed by a slight toast to Fang Kun.
Only, in the face of Han Qianqian's toast, Fang Kun smiled grimly, and then placed his gaze on a group of his cronies.
The group of cronies looked suspiciously elsewhere, leaving Han Qianqian alone for a while, with his glass raised in his hand, quite embarrassed for a while.
"There's no need for that, I'm a small Fang family member, how can I be qualified to bear the toast from Grand Warrior Han?" Fang Kun said in a cold voice without turning his head.
Han Qianqian did not get angry in the face of his gloomy tone; at least, he had saved the entire town, and for that alone, Han Qianqian thought that he was naturally worthy of this toast, rather than obeying Lu Ruoxin's command.
Looking at Han Qianqian still holding up his glass, and his face not humbled, Fang Kun himself was a little embarrassed: "If you want me to drink, you can, kneel down and apologize to me."
As soon as he heard this, Han Qianqian's face immediately showed his displeasure, and as soon as he put his glass down on the table, he was about to sit down directly.
If it wasn't for the many lives in the border town, Han Qianqian wouldn't have bothered with him.
Lu Ruoxin hurriedly grabbed Han Qianqian's hand to put down the wine glass, glanced at Fang Kun and said indifferently: "Young master Fang, there are many things that you should know how to stop when appropriate, right? If you have a step to take, you should know how to go along with it, otherwise, the only one who will lose face is yourself."
When he heard Lu Ruoxin's words, Fang Kun's anger stuck in his throat, he didn't want to drink it, but if he didn't, Lu Ruoxin would be upset.
When he was in a dilemma, the man next to him smiled gently and said, "Young master, I think you should drink it, after all, you and Han Qianqian have some destiny, consider it as a toast to you."
Hearing these words, Fang Kun's face instantly showed a trace of pleasure as he stood up fiercely and raised his own cup, "Good, this cup of wine, then I will drink it."
Han Qianqian didn't say anything and tilted his head to drink the wine, however, he didn't withdraw his gaze because Fang Kun had been staring at him with a kind of meaningful smile while drinking.
"Not only will I drink your wine, I'll also sleep with your wife, you son of a bitch." Mentally cursing Han Qianqian once more, Fang Kun then tilted his head in relief and drank his own wine.
Seeing that both sides had downed their wine, Lu Ruoxin nodded in satisfaction, and the Seventh Elder at this time also opened up for everyone to start drinking and eating.
Big Biscuit Sky and his own third brother had more or less never experienced such a scene, and there was little attention paid to them at the table, so the two of them ate very restrainedly, which was quite different from the lively atmosphere of the Seventh Elder and Fang Kun's group.
Han Qianqian was also eating, but it was obvious that he was eating like chewing wax, bland and tasteless.
Naturally he had no interest in the food, all he wanted to know was what Lu Ruoxin was up to.
Lu Ruoxin, on the other hand, only smiled faintly the whole time. With her status, she naturally did not care to sit and eat with this group of people, but only because Han Qianqian had come and she was willing to eat with them.
Apart from the opening drink, the only action she took was to move her chopsticks, and she gave Han Qianqian a piece of meat.
Watching Han Qianqian eat with a heavy heart, Lu Ruoxin smiled gently: "It seems that you were not very satisfied with the gift just now.
"It's good to give you another gift." After saying that, she gently clapped her hands.
At this moment, the tent was lifted once again and a figure slowly walked in, upon seeing this person, Han Qianqian stood up violently!