Chapter 1,153: All Below the Saintly Stage Are Ants

Ye Bufan learned a lot of the local Miao village dialect. With his divine consciousness, as long as Long Xiaoyue repeated it once, he could learn it perfectly."Not bad, your dialect is easy to learn....Several people were on Ye Bufan's private jet, so it was very convenient. They arrived in the capital city in the late afternoon.

Two Humvees were parked in front of the airport exit. A handsome young couple stood under the vehicles; they were Dongfang Renjie and Dongfang Huizhong, from the Dongfang family.

“That annoying guy, he just vanished without a trace for so many days. I'll have to settle the score with him when he gets back.”

Dongfang Hui Zhong casually slapped the hood of the Hummer, leaving a deep handprint instantly.

"Ouch, I'm telling you, sister, this one is mine. If you want to take a picture, just take your own one..."

Before Dongfang Renjie could finish his words, Dongfang Huizhong slapped him again, leaving a deeper handprint.

"Alright, granny. I give up. If you want to take pictures, go ahead."is daily life, Zhao Shicheng considered himself quite decent. Now, he was returning the favor with a grand gift.Zhao Yuan knew that the opportunity was rare. He calmed himself down again, continued to...