"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" A head poked out from the opening of the door, and after looking up and down at the two of them, he asked.
"I am your ancestor..."
Old Guo's voice paused for a while, and he thought about the title of his old friend and the ancestor of the previous generations, so he paused for a while.
But just like that, before he finished speaking, he saw that the man in the doorman's face sank and became extremely ugly. When he retracted his head, he shouted: "Bold! Where are the shameless people from? Dare to speak out! Offend my ancestors!"
As soon as the curse fell, the door that opened a thin slit was slammed shut. The speed was so fast that Old Guo was stunned for a moment, and some did not react.
He is so dignified, this concierge is so ignorant of etiquette, it is really defiant.
His face was dark, his brows were slightly twisted, and when he was about to knock on the door again, he saw the door open and a few figures ran out holding a stick.
"Beat me fiercely! This person dared to offend the ancestors and beat me!" The concierge ordered with a cruel face.
Yue'er, who was eating the Lingguo behind, saw this scene, and she couldn't help being stunned. Her beautiful eyes widened. She saw the people rushing out, but did not run, but came forward to Old Guo's. Beside, curiously asked: "Did you knock on the wrong door?"
Old Guo took a deep breath and frowned. He saw some people rushing up with sticks. After flicking the sleeves of his plain clothes, he flicked them all away and repelled them. Then he said in a calm voice, "I am your elder. An old friend of the ancestor, came to the banquet at his invitation!"
Hearing this, the people who had been repelled were startled and looked at each other involuntarily.They know that their ancestors recently feasted, but is this old man in front of him too?
If this is the case, then they offend the distinguished guests, but they are really in trouble.
The porter stayed for a while, glanced at him, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask the driver, your surname?"
"Surname Guo." He frowned and said.
Upon hearing this, the concierge’s legs became soft, his knees bent and his legs knelt down: "The little one has eyes but doesn’t know Mount Tai, please, please don’t blame..."
Old Guo didn't speak, but walked in with Yue'er. The people inside saw him and hurriedly welcomed him into the hall, while some quickly reported.
Yue'er couldn't sit still because she had just eaten for a while, so she was shaking around, sometimes touching it, sometimes looking at this, while waiting for someone to come.
Mr. Guo didn't speak either, just drank his tea, calm and relaxed, very comfortable.
"Hahahahaha, Brother Guo! But you are here!" An old man strode in, and laughter was already in their ears before people arrived.
Yue'er looked curiously, and saw that the man was also an old looking old man, but his aura was very strong. He was wearing a gray robe, and his simple aura could not be ignored.
"It's not easy for you to enter the door of Yujia! I came here after a long time, but I was almost beaten out." Old Guo sat still, playing with a teacup in his hand, watching the fast walk. The nearest old friend snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
Upon hearing this, the ancestors of the Yu family were taken aback and said in amazement: "Is there such a thing? I really don't know." As he said, without waiting for him to speak, he turned around and ordered the people behind him in a dark face.
"Go! Change the concierge for me! Who drove people with a stick just now? Pack it up for me!"