"My dear nephew is intent." Fang Shibo also looked solemn and took over the book "The Art of the Divine Work".

He was still very satisfied with this gift.

Tianji Continent respects literature and martial arts, and many aristocratic families are also scholarly families. As the head of a palace, he is not interested in it, and he is also indifferent to art. The leather surface of this book "The Art of the Divine Works" has almost been polished. I don't know how many people have passed on the hands of generations to this day. It can add a bit of scholarly atmosphere in the study.

Of course, the Lord Fang Da Hall would never know that this book had not passed through several people's hands from the ground to the hands of Ye Wuse. The reason why the skin was so bright was all due to Ye Wuse alone. This guy looked at the book and forgot to eat and sleep. He was so diligent.

"Uncle, I have nothing to give you, only this ancestral iron pot, I hope you don't dislike it." The fat white man presented a big pot with both hands.

I have to admit that the fat white man looked so simple at this time, his eyes were so sincere, and his expression was so solemn. But for some reason, why did the Lord Fang Da Hall want to hit someone so much?

Others give alchemy furnaces, belts, and ancient books, but at least it is quite appropriate. What does it mean to deliver a pot? Is it impossible for our family to cook directly on fire for many years?

After staring at Fat White for a long time, Fang Shibo finally took over the iron pot.

The first few people have accepted all the meeting gifts. If only his is not accepted, wouldn’t it seem that he is too philanthropic to use things to win people?

Fortunately, this iron pot looks like an old and graceful look. Even half of the ears are missing, and it looks like an antique. Maybe it is really a ancestral object from others. Even if you don’t like it, it is OK to keep it as an antique.

"Fenghua, I have accepted all your feelings. I am really relieved as an uncle. Now..." I was meant to come to find Gu Fenghua's bad luck, but I didn't know that it would be like a long-lost relative who had been separated again. Fang Shibo felt something was wrong all over and didn't want to delay with Gu Fenghua and others anymore, so he quickly went straight to the point.

"It's good that my uncle accepts it, but don't meet us. We give you a gift from me, which is entirely out of the admiration of my elders for my elders. If you give us a gift, you will look down on us.

If Uncle Ran knew about it, he still didn't know how to scold us. If it was spread, others would laugh at us for being arrogant and arrogant because of being arrogant because of being unrestless." Before he could tell the topic, Gu Fenghua waved his hands repeatedly with panic.

"..." Fang Shibo looked at Gu Fenghua in surprise: When did I say I would like to give back the gift? Which ear did you hear that I would like to give back the gift?

Everyone around was stunned. It was obviously shocked by Gu Fenghua's routine.

Especially the fat white guys and bad friends, they were even more impressed by Gu Fenghua's admiration.

Look at this trick, look at this trick!

Although I never thought about returning the gift, Gu Fenghua's words reminded Fang Shibo that I have given you a gift. If you don't have a gift for returning the gift, will you be laughed at and despised it in your bones?

"No, since you call me uncle, you must have a gift this time!" How could the lord of the dignified palace be so ignorant and not polite?

While speaking firmly, Fang Shibo stumbled his divine mind into the storage bracelet and prepared to find a suitable gift for several people.

Unfortunately, he came to Piaoyun Valley today to find Gu Fenghua's bad luck, and he never expected that such a thing would happen, how could he prepare for a suitable return gift?
Chapter completed!