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The reception banquet prepared by the Huanlong family was grand in scale, with tens of thousands of people participating, and many of the people who participated in the banquet were newly grown-up characters from the younger generation of the Huanlong family. At the venue, the entire venue burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Young master..."

"Young master..."

"Young master..."

Countless young people focused their gazes on Xia Ping'an, shouting the name of the young master. This scene was too lively, like a meeting between superstars and fans, which shocked Xia Pingan, but the young people in the hall were more disciplined at the moment, he didn't expect Huanlongchan to be so I haven't returned to Tianfang City for many years, but it still has such a big influence on the younger generation of Huanlong's family.

For the younger generation of the Huanlong family, the name Huanlongchan is their idol and spiritual sustenance. Almost every child of the Huanlong family grew up listening to the legend of Huanlongchan, Huanlongchan, In a sense, it is the pride of the Huanlong family.

With a smile on his face, Huanlong Jinghong nodded slightly to the surroundings, holding Xia Ping'an's arm, and as the grandfather and grandson who were nominally related by blood, they entered the main seat of the hall together in a symbolic gesture. .

Xia Pingan glanced at Huanlong Jinghong, and a thought flashed in his mind. Perhaps, this was the atmosphere he deliberately created. The purpose was to let everyone know that at this time, the genius and strong man of the Huanlong family returned Arrived at Huanlong's house.

But for the real Huanlongchan, the scene in front of him must be extremely disgusting. The real Huanlongchan has experienced the cold-blooded, dark and realistic snobbish side of this family, so he is very apprehensive about what this family has shown to him at this moment. Eager care and flattery seem dismissive. For a person who climbs out of the abyss on his own, there are too few things in this world worthy of his nostalgia.

The blood of this family flows in his body, but this family has caused him to lose his closest relatives since he was a child, and he has suffered from the cold and warmth of the world. Huan Longchan hates this family from the bottom of his heart, but he can't get rid of the fate brought by his blood. Perhaps this is the root cause of Huanlongchan's willingness to give up his identity and leave Huanlong's house as a golden cicada escape to start a new life. At the same time, he is willing to let others play him.

At this moment, Xia Pingan felt that he had finally truly understood Huanlong Chan, and had an inexplicable resonance with this talented Huanlong family, just like a real actor integrated into his role.

Thinking of this in his heart, the look on Xia Ping'an's face, looking at this lively scene, inexplicably smiled a little bit. In that smile, there were two points of compassion, two points of disdain, and a little bit of cynical teasing. His eyes, however, were always devoid of enthusiasm, as if there was no wave in the ancient well.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is the unique high-cold temperament of Huanlong's son.

Huanlong Jinghong next to him looked at Xia Ping'an's smile and eyes, but his heart was slightly shocked, and he even became a little dazed, because even he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was really a fake outsider. It was still a prank by Huanlongchanas some kind of revenge for the family, Huanlongchan had already mastered the secret method to cut off the ancient god's blood connection between herself and him, so she returned to Huanlong's house with the mentality of a bystander.

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