"I'll go and you'll think about it now. I bet you didn't know it today. You didn't think about the issue of seniority at that time? What should we call it? And your grandson, call him little martial uncle? Or let little martial uncle Qi call us grandpa? Is there a mistake? I've called little martial uncle all my life. I really don't dare to think about it Like he called me Grandpa, I think I'll collapse. I can't stand it. I'll really collapse!! "

Chen Tong is on the verge of collapse. Yan zongchen can't help but be happy.

The old man is crazy and happy.

Finally, Chen Tong couldn't help sighing: "Alas, I can't compare with little martial uncle after living so old. Look at such a young age. It's really handsome to announce it directly in front of so many people. I can't compare with the old man."

"Of course, you can compare with little martial uncle. Then you'll see the ghost!"

Chen Tong was angry now. He glared at Yan zongchen and said angrily, "go away, don't talk to me!"

Yan zongchen was so happy.

At the front chairman's meeting, Yan Jingchen was stared at by everyone and felt uncomfortable.

He was not afraid to be seen by others, but now the old men's eyes were very different from those of normal people.

Normal ordinary people look at you once, but they don't look at you any more. They all look at you with consideration and appreciation for handsome men, but these old men look much worse.

The group of old people stared at him, looking at him from head to foot and from foot to head. The eyes were not ordinary people's eyes, but looked at him carefully with consideration and contempt, even anger and disdain. They even looked at every hair carefully, as if they wanted to dig out all the places where he was not worthy of little martial uncle, Then kick the man aside.

Sure enough, after watching it for ten minutes, someone immediately surrounded Lin Jian.

"Little martial uncle, I don't think this man is suitable for you."

"Yes, little martial uncle, I don't think he is suitable for you. You should find someone with better accomplishments and higher status. I know the elders of other sects. I'm just in my early 30s. My accomplishments are already very high. I think such high talents deserve little martial uncle."

"Yes, yes, he doesn't deserve it. What does he have? Nothing. Is money great? Everyone here has money."

In Xuanmen, he is the senior of cultivation and has the most voice.

"Young man, how far have you reached?"

"What about the middle and high gear?"

The voice of questioning sounded, and Yan Jingchen was stunned. He had never been so despised. He had always been chased by others behind his ass and praised him. Now, he should not only be looked at thoroughly, but also be despised to ask what degree of cultivation he had achieved.

Yan Jingchen was a little upset, but he replied calmly for Lin Jian: "although the cultivation can not reach a particularly high level, if you have to arrange a level in the Xuanmen, you should be able to arrange it."

"No, what a boast. Your cultivation can reach the upper middle level at such a young age. Hum, it's estimated that you can't even compare with a little finger of little martial uncle!"

"Yes, don't be arrogant. If young people want to achieve the cultivation of the middle and upper levels, they must at least be over 30 years old. How old are you?"

Yan Jingchen has no choice but to look at his age?