Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

In the hall, hundreds of people were sitting or standing.

No one made a sound, except Shu Yue and the fake Yang Congxin who were torn between them.

On Yang Congxin's face, Shu Yue had already scratched a few bloodstains, and the clothes on his body were also torn to pieces.

But he dared not resist.

He was already in the wrong, and if he resisted in front of so many people, he might not be able to take care of himself if he was about to be beaten.

There was no one around to persuade them, and everyone watched silently as if they were watching a good show.

Yang Rong and other bigwigs watched this scene and felt that it was very dramatic.

Come to pay homage to my birthday and watch such a big show.

In the arena, only the Shu family looked gloomy, wishing they could directly punish the fake Yang Congxin on the spot.

After tonight, their Shu family will surely become a laughing stock.

Walking on the street in the future, maybe someone will point at them and laugh, 'That's the Shu family's idiot', so many people are coaxed around by a liar.

Mr. Shu had a sullen face, trying to calm down all the time.

After a while, after finally restraining the anger in my heart, I said coldly: "Enough!"

Hearing this, Shu Yue stopped, and Lihua cried with rain.

It's not that she was cheated, or that her boyfriend is a liar, but that the good old days are gone.

Mr. Shu glanced at the counterfeit Yang Congxin on the ground, and coldly ordered the Shu family: "Take it down."

This person cannot be let go so easily.

He had to pay the price for the laughing stock he brought to the Shu family.

However, the most urgent task is to deal with the many bosses in front of him and figure out why these bosses came to pay their respects.

This doubt is also buried in other people's hearts now.

Since this Yang Congxin is a fake, what is the virtue and ability of the Shu family to let so many bigwigs come to pay their birthday wishes?
"Let everyone laugh."

Mr. Shu forced a smile to the big bosses, and was about to ask, when a sentence from that impostor suddenly flashed through his mind.

Tea cakes bought on a certain treasure.

Are there 80 tea cakes on a certain treasure?

Impossible!

"and many more!"

Mr. Shu stopped the counterfeit Yang Congxin immediately, and asked with burning eyes: "You just said that you bought that piece of tea cake on a certain treasure?"

Yang Congxin said weakly: "It cost me 32 yuan..."

When Mr. Shu heard this, he was almost annoyed.

He actually regarded a piece of tea cake bought for 32 yuan as a treasure.

All the guests held back their laughter and couldn't help laughing.

But soon, they thought of another problem.

Since the tea cake bought by counterfeit Yang Congxin was 32 yuan fake, then the tea cake they thought was fake just now...

Mr. Shu became more and more angry, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked, "So, the one you said was fake just now, is the real Old Village Tea?"

"...I don't know either, it should...maybe...true?"

Yang Congxin didn't know if the tea cake was real or not.

Anyway, Mr. Shu said that the taste is different, so he slandered it.

After saying this, Yang Congxin thought he was going to be beaten again, so he took two steps back.

But Mr. Shu didn't pay attention to him anymore, but lowered his head, his mind was full of thoughts.

If the piece of tea cake Yu Fan sent, it is the real ancient tree tea from the old village.

If the piece of tea cake that Zhu Hou mentioned was the one given by Yu Fan...

Old Master Shu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where Yu Fan was sitting, but Yu Fan was nowhere to be seen.

He didn't have time for people to search, but he turned to Han Xiansheng and the others with shortness of breath.

"Everyone, I hope you can tell the old man, why did you come here today to celebrate your birthday?"

Many bigwigs looked at each other, and Han Xiansheng was the first to speak: "Mr. Yu is here for Fanchen Capital."

The rest of the people also said in unison: "Mr. Yu is here for Fanchen's capital!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Everyone's eyes widened, and a ranking was muttered in their mouths.

"Fantasy Capital! Mr. Yu!"

They were not familiar with Mr. Yu's title.

For them, Yu Fan's status was too high, an existence they couldn't look up to.

They already knew about the existence of Mortal Capital.

It was an existence that everyone present could only look up to!