Chapter 1685

Following the old man, they all echoed.

"That's what Mr. Xianlu said."

"Marshal, this move is making a fuss out of a molehill."

"..."

For a time, the square echoed with the echoes of the nobles, pointing the finger directly at Yan Tao.

Master Yan was always sitting lazily in the middle of the square with his legs crossed.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Listen quietly to these people's accusations.

Accusations fell one after another, and slowly, silence returned to the square.

The government officials at the front looked at Yan Tao, who was still smiling, and didn't know whether they should interrupt.

Can only remain silent.

Master Yan curled his lips.

She supported her chin with her right hand, and looked at the old man in gray who spoke from a distance with her peach blossom eyes, raising her eyebrows: "Who is that ugly old man?"

Yan Rong, who was standing next to him, twisted his mouth and almost stumbled to the ground.

Ugly, ugly old man?

The whole square became quiet because of Yan Tao's words.

The corners of the mouths of the celebrities watching the live broadcast online also twitched.

In fact, they really don't know Yan Tao's true character.

Most of them know only Yan Tao's heroic deeds.

The affair with Yan Tao.

For example, I accepted a male favorite today, and I will fall in love with a beautiful woman tomorrow, etc.

On the left and right, beauties and handsome men were moving in one by one.

I really don't know why the Marshal has such a... extremely bad temper.

The comments below come one after another, with all kinds of comments.

——The Marshal is so handsome! How can he be so handsome! Great beauty! Screenshot, screenshot! !

——My hands are ready to move, why is it not a holographic projection live broadcast! Ahhh, so angry!

——The marshal's skin is so good, there is not a single pore. Hey, hey, he's still no longer a man! ! The skin is better than mine!

——My male god is so handsome that all the men in the house will go away!

——A group of nymphomaniacs! Could you please be more thoughtful? As a marshal, Yan Tao spoke in this tone to a gray-haired elder? That's too rude!

--that is! Completely uneducated!

——I’m sorry, my Marshal’s politeness depends on the person.

There was a commotion on the StarNet, but people in the square remained silent.

Yan Rong coughed and cleared his throat: "Back to Marshal, that is Xian Lu, the old head of the Xian family."

Young Master Yan crossed his legs and nodded with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Master Xian."

Xian Lu raised his chin heavily with an expression that said, "I disdain to talk to you."

Yan Tao lazily raised his eyes, and his pair of peach blossom eyes, which were as clear as water, turned around on Xianlu's vicissitudes like old tree bark. After a moment, he smiled and said: "Are you sure... you want to discuss morality with me?" This kind of problem?"

Xian Lu snorted with integrity: "How can a person who doesn't even understand basic manners have the virtue to control the power of Canglan!"

The smile on Yan Tao's face deepened, and his pair of dark peach blossom eyes were like bright stars, astonishingly bright.

She slowly straightened up and leaned back on the chair, her voice as indifferent as water.

"I don't know how to be polite, but I'm still a little better than a wolf-hearted person."

As soon as these words came out, Xian Lu's face turned livid, and his lips seemed to be trembling with anger. He yelled at Yan Tao: "Shuai Yan, what do you mean?!"

"You know what I mean best."

Young Master Yan crossed his legs and swayed leisurely, looking at Xian Lu as if he were looking at a monkey jumping up and down.

"Do you still remember how you became the head of the family?"

She spoke slowly.