"Stop...stop!"

Zhuang Molong was still unwilling and wanted to keep the three of them, but was stopped by Zhuang Taiqing.

"Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?" Zhuang Taiqing shouted.

"Uncle, I..."

"Okay, don't explain! You can't deal with that Qin Ming! Save it!"

"hateful!"

Zhuang Molong punched the ground angrily, gritting his teeth.

Everyone was silent.

Zhuang Hongyan stared at Zhuang Molong silently, then said: "Uncle, how can this Qin Ming be so powerful? I remember that when he left my banker's house, his qualifications were mediocre, and he was not a martial arts wizard!"

"I don't know. Maybe this person went abroad and had some adventures or met some masters! I didn't expect this bastard from the fourth generation to be so bad now." Zhuang Taiqing secretly snorted.

"Uncle! How should we proceed with the competition to recruit a bride tomorrow? Should we continue to let Brother Mo Long take part?" Zhuang Hongyan asked cautiously.

"If he doesn't let him, who will he let?"

"Qin Ming may be a more suitable choice."

"Suitable? Hongyan, if he goes on stage, my banker will lose all face! His surname is Qin, and he is the son of your fourth uncle who had a romantic affair overnight. His name is not justified. If he is allowed to take the stage, he will be laughed at by the world.

No? No, no! Absolutely not, let’s continue to let Mo Long go." Zhuang Taiqing shook his head.

Zhuang Hongyan hesitated for a moment and nodded silently.
Chapter completed!