Chapter: 1176
Tan Xing snorted and stared at Jiang Ning, "I still don't like you very much! Hmph!"
If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you are pointed at your nose and scolded, do you still appreciate the other party?
impossible!
Tan Xing's face was wrinkled, but his expression looked like a naughty child, being childish.
Jiang Ning smiled, nodded and said: "Better, I'm afraid you like me too much, it's not easy to scold you next time."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Tan Xing looked at Jiang Ning's back, opened his mouth, and before he could even curse, he waved his hands and shook his head again and again.
"Fortunately, he is not a child of my Tan family, otherwise I would have been pissed off!"
He took two steps, and snorted again: "I, Tan, when will I be able to produce such a genius..."
Tan Xing returned to the ancestral hall, and immediately called all the people in charge of the eight branches over.
"Tan Zu, do you want to keep that kid?"
"We're ready! He can't escape!"
"Is this Jiang Ning humiliating? Covering Wu Yi Lu to serve Ling? I, Mrs. Tan, must break his leg today!"
All members of the Tan family were filled with righteous indignation, clamoring that Jiang Ning must not be allowed to run away, and Jiang Ning must be taught a lesson to revive his Tan family's prestige.
"he's gone."
Tan Xing half closed his eyes and said lightly.
"gone?"
A group of people are extremely popular.
"Depending on you, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep him."
Tan Xing lightly said a word, and immediately made the whole ancestral hall quiet down, thinking that he had heard it wrong.
Fifty or sixty people from their eight major branches came, including several master-level masters, not to mention, Tan Xing is still here, with so many people, can't they keep Jiang Ning?
Then he, Mrs. Tan, would be really ashamed!
"I have a few words to tell you today, especially the person in charge of the Eight Branches."
Tan Xing's expression suddenly became serious, and the hearts of several master-level masters suddenly sank. They felt that the situation seemed to be different, and Tan Xing had a feeling of explaining the funeral.
"My Tan family has been brilliant for nearly two hundred years. I have always been the mainstay in the kick school, but until now, it has declined."
He directly admitted, "Why did you fall, I think you people know better than me."
After Tan Xing finished speaking, many people in the crowd changed their expressions slightly, showing a trace of shame.
"I don't want to talk about the past, the times are like this, there is no point in blaming you,"
Tan Xing sighed, "I'm just a little sad. After I die, who will be able to carry the banner of the Tan family? I have twelve Tan legs. After ten years or a hundred years, will anyone still know? You can still call it by name."
He glanced around, pointed at those masters, and said word by word: "These are your responsibilities!" JrNovels.com
If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you are pointed at your nose and scolded, do you still appreciate the other party?
impossible!
Tan Xing's face was wrinkled, but his expression looked like a naughty child, being childish.
Jiang Ning smiled, nodded and said: "Better, I'm afraid you like me too much, it's not easy to scold you next time."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Tan Xing looked at Jiang Ning's back, opened his mouth, and before he could even curse, he waved his hands and shook his head again and again.
"Fortunately, he is not a child of my Tan family, otherwise I would have been pissed off!"
He took two steps, and snorted again: "I, Tan, when will I be able to produce such a genius..."
Tan Xing returned to the ancestral hall, and immediately called all the people in charge of the eight branches over.
"Tan Zu, do you want to keep that kid?"
"We're ready! He can't escape!"
"Is this Jiang Ning humiliating? Covering Wu Yi Lu to serve Ling? I, Mrs. Tan, must break his leg today!"
All members of the Tan family were filled with righteous indignation, clamoring that Jiang Ning must not be allowed to run away, and Jiang Ning must be taught a lesson to revive his Tan family's prestige.
"he's gone."
Tan Xing half closed his eyes and said lightly.
"gone?"
A group of people are extremely popular.
"Depending on you, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep him."
Tan Xing lightly said a word, and immediately made the whole ancestral hall quiet down, thinking that he had heard it wrong.
Fifty or sixty people from their eight major branches came, including several master-level masters, not to mention, Tan Xing is still here, with so many people, can't they keep Jiang Ning?
Then he, Mrs. Tan, would be really ashamed!
"I have a few words to tell you today, especially the person in charge of the Eight Branches."
Tan Xing's expression suddenly became serious, and the hearts of several master-level masters suddenly sank. They felt that the situation seemed to be different, and Tan Xing had a feeling of explaining the funeral.
"My Tan family has been brilliant for nearly two hundred years. I have always been the mainstay in the kick school, but until now, it has declined."
He directly admitted, "Why did you fall, I think you people know better than me."
After Tan Xing finished speaking, many people in the crowd changed their expressions slightly, showing a trace of shame.
"I don't want to talk about the past, the times are like this, there is no point in blaming you,"
Tan Xing sighed, "I'm just a little sad. After I die, who will be able to carry the banner of the Tan family? I have twelve Tan legs. After ten years or a hundred years, will anyone still know? You can still call it by name."
He glanced around, pointed at those masters, and said word by word: "These are your responsibilities!" JrNovels.com
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