However, this special cigarette is divided into levels. With an old qualification like Mo Tianji, of course, he can smoke the highest level.

But even a great figure like Mo Tianji, there are only two or three such special cigarettes a month.

Now that Yang Feng has taken away a pack, Mo Tianji feels heartache.

Yang Feng took a sip of cigarette and asked lightly: "Mr. Mo, I wonder what you are asking me for?"

Mo Tianji glanced at Ning Qingcheng who was standing behind and said, "I didn't want to find you either, but my granddaughter asked me to see you. I understand what she meant, just to let me help you improve the influence of the court."

"Forehead?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ning Qingcheng.

Ning Qingcheng was expressionless at this moment, and he had a cold face and didn't know what he was thinking.

"well!"

Mo Tianji sighed lightly and said, "Yang Feng, I am just such a granddaughter. She has deep love for you. As long as you divorce your wife and marry my granddaughter, you will be my grandson-in-law. With my influence in the Daxia court, even Zhu Chenhao will have no choice but to do anything to you."

Yang Feng smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Mo, thank you for your kindness. But I'm sorry, I won't get a divorce. I only have my wife in my heart in my life. As for other women, they can never replace her position in my heart."

Although he knew the ending, Ning Qingcheng's face still showed a hint of disappointment when he heard Yang Feng say this.

Mo Tianji's face looked a little ugly.

He didn't expect Yang Feng to give him face so much.

Yang Feng stood up and said, "Mr. Mo, I'll leave first if I have nothing to do."

"By the way! Mr. Mo, today is your birthday. I have prepared a little gift for you here, which is not worthy of respect."

Suddenly, Yang Feng took out a gift box from his arms and placed it on the table.

Mo Tianji immediately said with a cold face: "Yang Feng, don't you know that I never accept gifts?"

"Haha!" Yang Feng chuckled and said, "I am different from others. Others give you gifts to curry favor with you, but I don't need them!"

Hearing this, Mo Tianji was stunned.

Soon, Mo Tianji reacted.

As the God of War in Daxia, Yang Feng really doesn’t need to curry favor with himself.

Although Mo Tianji is the God of the Great Xia Army, he has been retired for nearly twenty years, and the rest is just that little face.

Yang Feng gave Mo Tianji a gift, just respecting him!

"Mr. Mo, your tea is good. I'll take a box back and try it."

As he said that, Yang Feng left with a box of tea.

Seeing Yang Feng leave with his tea, Mo Tianji was stunned.

After a while, Mo Tianji reacted.

He roared angrily: "Yang Feng, you good bastard! This is the tea from the thousand-year-old ancient tree that I have collected for many years. You took it away for me like this. Come back quickly!"

However, Yang Feng had already walked away at this time, and even if Mo Tianji was angry, it would be useless.

Mo Tianji couldn't help but feel ache.

You should know that this is the tea from a thousand-year-old ancient tea tree, and it doesn’t have much pounds a year.

This box was rewarded by the Dragon Lord of the Great Xia today, but he didn't expect that all of it would be taken away by Yang Feng.

Mo Tianji felt that it was a huge mistake to let Yang Feng come to attend his birthday party today.
Chapter completed!