The room of the mysterious master, the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

Song Dongming stared at the mysterious master intently, waiting for his answer.

The latter seemed to be deliberately delaying time and wanted to see what Song Dongming would do next, but he never gave an answer.

"What do you want to do? Can you please give me some good words?"

After a while, Song Dongming finally couldn't suppress his anger.

"I promise you."

The mysterious master responded with a calm expression.

"Have you promised me?"

Song Dongming, who had always hoped that the mysterious master would agree to his request, felt a little suspicious after seeing the other party and agreed so happily.

"Master Song, you are really an interesting person." After seeing Song Dongming's expression, the mysterious master smiled. It was obvious that he was deliberately making fun of Song Dongming. "Why did I see the Master Song, I had an unbelievable expression? If you really don't want to believe it, then just pretend that I didn't agree to you."

"I don't mean that you misunderstood."

Seeing that the other party was planning to take back what he had just said, Song Dongming quickly explained.

What a joke! Song Dongming was simply unwilling to ask why a master agreed to attend the funeral of the three people with him.

For this, he even came here in person without hesitation to take advantage of his face and begged the mysterious master.

It was finally difficult to get the other party to agree. If Song Dongming regretted it because of his own words at this time, he would really regret it.

"Okay, in short, this matter has been settled." The mysterious master smiled and waved his hand, "Since I have promised you too, see you tomorrow. I'm going to rest now. Master Song should not disturb me again, okay?"

"Okay!" Song Dongming, who had already achieved his goal, stopped delaying it. After saying another word, he walked out of the room.

The mysterious master looked at Song Dongming's departure with a playful look on his face.

After Song Dongming's footsteps disappeared, the mysterious master then smiled and cursed with disdain: "What a shit, the patriarch of the first family in Lu Province, shouldn't he bow his knees and nod and bow in front of me?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

After saying that, the mysterious master laughed proudly.

However, Song Dongming, who had not walked away, heard his proud laughter.

Recalling the humiliation he had just suffered in the room of the mysterious master, Song Dongming punched the wall in front of him.

"Smile, laugh as much as you like!"

"One day, both you and Chen Bahuang will die at my hands!"

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No words all night.

Early the next morning, Chen Bahuang rushed to the mourning hall set up by Mr. Zhang for the three old friends in advance at the invitation of Mr. Zhang.

Because it was too early, there were no accidents in all the mourning halls except the servants of the Zhang family.

It is because of this that the atmosphere seems a bit depressing and the atmosphere is a bit deserted.

"Mr. Chen, let's put incense sticks for me these three old friends first." Mr. Zhang looked at Chen Bahuang and said respectfully, "After a while, the guests will be busy and noisy after they arrive."

Chen Bahuang nodded, then went to the ranking of the three old men and took the incense handed over by a servant.

Afterwards, Chen Bahuang lit the incense and then bowed in front of the three old men.

"Mr. Chen doesn't have to be like this! How can your identity make you condescend and salute!"

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhang hurried over to support him with a panic look on his face.

What a joke, the person who is bowing at this moment is Chen Bahuang!

This is a big shot that unifies the underground forces around the world.

It can be said that in this world, there are few people worthy of Chen Bahuang bowing to him.

"Old Master Zhang is serious. After all, they sacrificed their lives by obeying my orders, so it is reasonable for me to bow to them. You don't have to be so nervous or make such a big deal."

Compared to the complicated etiquette that Mr. Zhang cares about, Chen Bahuang has never cared about.

On the contrary, as Chen Bahuang said, these three old men died because of him, so it is reasonable to say that he bowed to the three old men.

After hearing Chen Bahuang's words and seeing his actions, Old Master Zhang was very moved and his eyes turned red again.

You know, even if Chen Bahuang doesn't do this, others will not be able to find any problems.

But Chen Bahuang bowed to the three old men who were much lower than him. His mind and demeanor made Mr. Zhang very impressed.

"Thank you Mr. Chen." Mr. Zhang sincerely and sincerely thanked Chen Bahuang.

"No need to be so polite." Chen Bahuang knew that Mr. Zhang must be very sad at this moment, so he patted Mr. Zhang's shoulder and comforted softly, "The shoulders are brothers, and the dead are the greatest."

Hearing this, Old Master Zhang stopped saying anything, but nodded. Then, he waved to his son and the Zhang family's direct descendants and summoned them all over.

"You can also give these three old guys a stick of incense to these three old guys first. Wait for a while, and it will not be your turn after you arrive."

After hearing his father's words, as the eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Sheng sat in a wheelchair on a high speed and helped him down to the spiritual seats of the three old men.

"Help me kneel down. These three uncles have watched me grow up since childhood, and they have no children, so I will do my best to do the courtesy of my son."

"Oh, I'm considered filial." Old Master Zhang sighed, then nodded to his son with some appreciation.

Zhang Sheng also kowtowed three kneelings and nine kowtows to the three spiritual positions with the help of his servants.

"Three uncles and uncles are gone!"

Accompanied by Zhang Sheng's voice full of sadness and remembrance, the younger generations later kowtowed to the spiritual positions of the three old men.

After all these people finished their etiquette, a group of guests arrived one after another.

As outsiders, they don’t need to go up and down or bow down, but just take a bouquet of flowers from the servants and offer them.

Gradually, more and more guests in the mourning hall gathered.

Some people with good relationships with Mr. Zhang also came to Mr. Zhang to comfort him.

"Mr. Zhang's condolences to follow the changes."

"Mr. Zhang must not be too sad."

"It may not be a good thing if they leave, after all, there is nothing good in this world."

“…”

"Thank you all, don't worry, I'm so old, I'm so old, I'm so old, I've been going through so much ups and downs, and I've experienced so much that I won't fall here."

After hearing the comfort of these people, Mr. Zhang bowed his fists to everyone.

Just when these people were polite, the guest that everyone was looking forward to finally arrived.

"The head of the Song family, Song Dongming, is here!"

With the scary shout from the Zhang family, everyone's eyes were attracted.

Before coming to attend this funeral, everyone wanted to see if Song Dongming would come and whether Song Dongming could bring that mysterious master over.

Especially the 37 wealthy helmsmen who formed the alliance.

After all, this matter is about many important things.

If Song Dongming could bring the mysterious master here, it means that this mysterious man is really Song Dongming's subordinate, or it has something to do with him.

In this way, it will be very difficult for them to confront Song Dongming next.

But if Song Dongming had not brought this mysterious master here.

Everything is the opposite.

So in front of everyone, Song Dongming came side by side with a tall strange face.
Chapter completed!