Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1220 - 1221: The Grand Gift

In fact, Yang Fei was quite distressed.

If he hadn't t Susu today, he wouldn't have known he was such a learned scholar.

Those knowledge seed to have already existed in the deepest part of his brain, and now, while discussing with Susu, all of them ca to mind.

This made Yang Fei deeply question his earlier life.

Could it be that I'm actually an immortal?

Of course, this was just a joke, but at least it indicated one thing — that Yang Fei's background was definitely extraordinary.

Only children from noble families have access to such excellent educational resources.

No matter how hard children from poor families try, they cannot reach Yang Fei's level.

Thinking of his frugal uncle Li Qing, Yang Fei couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

He cursed Young Master Dog every day as a second-generation ancestor, maybe he cursed himself as well.

However, the number of noble families with the surna Yang in the Capital City is quite a few. Which one is his original family?

Thinking of this, Yang Fei shook his head, sighed, and put this tangled doubt behind him.

Ti is the mage that unlocks all secrets; when the ti cos, everything will be revealed naturally.

Susu noticed Yang Fei's dazed expression and smartly smiled, pursing her lips.

"Brother Yang, you've lost your composure."

Yang Fei awkwardly shook his head.

He was about to say sothing when he suddenly noticed the sound of footsteps coming into the courtyard from outside and held back from speaking.

At this mont, soone laughed aloud.

"Well, while I wasn't here, you actually brewed my top-grade Tea Da Hong Pao and secretly tasted it behind my back. How does that make sense?"

Yang Fei and Susu looked into the distance together and saw a young man in his thirties walking leisurely towards them.

This man had sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes, stood tall and elegant, and had an extraordinary deanor.

Susu imdiately stood up and went up to him: "Brother Zongren, you are late."

Brother Zongren walked over, took a deep breath, a face full of intoxication.

"Top-grade Tea Da Hong Pao, coupled with Miss Luoluo's skillful hands, is simply a unique masterpiece. You must taste it."

As he spoke, he stepped into the pavilion and saw Yang Fei, and imdiately smiled.

"I thought I ca early enough, but surprisingly, this gentleman arrived even earlier."

Susu pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Yang is my honored guest. The privilege of tasting this tea is thanks to him."

Anyone else might feel displeased, yet Brother Zongren clapped in laughter.

"Brilliant, to et good friends and taste fine tea, isn't it joyful?"

Susu poured him a cup of tea, and Brother Zongren picked it up, sipping lightly. He imdiately showed a wide smile and gestured exuberantly.

"Good tea, good tea, such tea should only exist in heaven, how many tis can it be heard in the human realm?"

Yang Fei saw this fellow calm and unrestrained, and although he had a bit of the air of a wild scholar, he matched his own taste perfectly.

He couldn't help but chuckle, "Please, take a seat."

Susu introduced from the side, "This is Yang Zongren, who enjoys playing chess."

"Brother Yang once represented the Huaxia Country team to challenge the Go sage Songxia Quan from Sang Country, he holds the rank of a master in the Go circle."

Upon hearing that this gentleman's surna was also Yang, Yang Fei imdiately felt a greater sense of closeness and shook hands with him.

The three sat down together to enjoy tea.

This ti, Susu and Yang Fei spoke very little, listening to Yang Zongren's eloquent speeches, endlessly.

Typically, people like this are always annoying.

However, once Yang Zongren opened up, he was witty and humorous, coupled with his profound knowledge, citing various sources, making people feel like they were in the presence of spring breezes.

Although Yang Zongren did not reveal his identity, Yang Fei could sense sothing different from his words.

This charming noble young man was also an incredible figure, his importance no less than Li Qing's.

The three chatted for a while when a young woman, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with beautiful features, arrived.

Her accessories were simple, her attire modest, yet she carried an implicit dignity in her deanor.

Susu introduced this young woman, nad Wei Mingzhu, seemingly also a formidable figure in the circle.

Wei Mingzhu liked calligraphy, her floral script ticulous, and her published copybooks sold extrely well.

Soon after, three or four other people arrived one by one, not only of noble status but also outstanding in character and talent, with distinctive qualities.

In an instant, the small Octagonal Pavilion beca lively.

Yang Fei loved bustle, looking at these many noble sons, humble and friendly yet witty, he imdiately beca fond of such an atmosphere.

Soone incited Susu to play the zither, and Susu went indoors to switch to a Guqin, playing "Thoughts of Longing".

Yang Fei had just suffered a big loss from Susu and didn't dare to slack off.

He concentrated on circulating Turtle Extre, pressing down the Gang Qi firmly in his Dantian.

However, this ti, Susu's zither sound carried no aggressiveness, akin to heavenly music, wonderfully lodious.

After the piece ended, the crowd applauded loudly, creating a clamorous scene.

Susu smiled, playing another piece "Serenade of Peaceful Joy", but then refused to perform any more, so the crowd started clamoring for drinks.

Susu brought out a bottle of Daughter's Red wine, bringing great delight to the crowd, engaging in drinking gas, and making a racket.

Yang Fei, though suspecting these people are related to the Chu Family,

noticed that this group of people is different from typical second-generation rich kids; they are elegant and witty, not ordinary playboys.

Yang Fei couldn't help but wonder, even with the Chu Family's influence, they couldn't possibly gather such a crowd.

Were they all gathered at Yiyun Studio just for the sake of rrint?

After several rounds of drinks, Yang Zongren, arm around Yang Fei's shoulder, took out a delicate gift box with a slight drunkenness.

"A brother of mine, knowing Brother Yang was here, greatly admires Brother Yang's chivalrous spirit and originally intended to co et you personally, but had a last-minute matter and couldn't make it."

"So, he specifically entrusted to deliver a greeting gift to Brother Yang."

"If Brother Yang finds him agreeable, I'll call him to co et you right away, how about that?"

As Yang Zongren spoke, he opened the gift box with a hearty laugh.

"Please take a look, Brother Yang, are you satisfied?"

Curious, everyone, except Susu, stretched their necks to look.

Inside the box were two keys: a car key and a house key.

When people saw the keys clearly, a chorus of exclamations erupted.

The car key was for a limited edition PL Rolls-Royce, reportedly with a global issue of fewer than a thousand cars.

The house key was even more extravagant, located at the center of the Capital City close to the Iron Hat Consulate — a courtyard house.

The courtyard houses in the Capital City are protected cultural relics, with each brick and tile steeped in rich historical essence.

Its value cannot be asured in money; no amount of money can buy it.

This generous gift was unbelievably excessive!

Even though everyone had seen plenty of extravagance, they were still stunned by this gift.

Everyone scrutinized Yang Fei, finding it hard to comprehend how this guy, despite looking fine, could warrant such a lavish gift.

Yang Fei pondered and glanced at Susu, only to see Susu smiling at him, her eyes carrying a peculiar gaze.