Only then did he see Ding Jian leading four men with different appearances coming over.

Stay away.

Ding Ling saw an old man with gray hair, a gentle smile on his face, and a guqin under his ribs laughed loudly:

"If the guests come far away, we will still be willing to atone for our sins."

Ding Ling stood up, bowed and said loudly:

"He came uninvited. I didn't even bother the owners."

"Ha ha……"

A man with a handsome face, a pale complexion, and at first glance, looks a bit like a living zombie, smiled:

"The almighty king Ding Ling is so humble and polite. But it's better to see it than to hear it."

He walked very fast.

He suddenly flew more than ten meters, and in a flash, he came to Ding Ling. His light skills were so high that there were few rivals. He stared at Ding Ling with bright eyes and said:

"Many people say that you know everything about the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., and you are all good at it. I wonder if it is true?"

"If several owners of the manor are interested, we might as well discuss it?"

Ding Ling smiled slightly.

"It's just my wish."
Chapter completed!