God-level wealthy son-in-law

While Zhou Yi was speaking, Tianyan sent another document to his mobile phone.

After Zhou Yi saw it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Song family on the list is planning to hold a treasure appraisal conference today!
On this treasure appraising conference, Song Zhiyao, a member of the Song family, will attend in person and entertain guests from all parties.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Zhou Yi's mouth, and then he said softly: "Appraisal meeting? If you dare to do such a heartless thing, I will clean up your Song family first!"

As Zhou Yi said, he stood up and walked outside.

He found Yan Yongping, and after briefly explaining the situation, Yan Yongping immediately became excited.

He is bored at Zhou's house every day now, and he can't bear it anymore.

Since there is an opportunity to go out to play, Yan Yongping naturally cannot let it go!
The two cleaned up briefly, and immediately walked outside.

After a while, they arrived outside a manor in the outskirts of Jinghua.

This is the Song family's manor, which occupies an extremely vast area, revealing a very majestic feeling, which makes people feel shocked.

At this time, in the Song family, there were already many guests chatting and laughing happily, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Outside the Song family, there was a group of menacing guards standing here.

They looked at everyone who came and went with serious eyes, and there was an undisguised coldness in their eyes.

Zhou Yi and Yan Yongping smiled, and then casually walked forward.

The two had just taken two steps when two guards walked towards them.

Afterwards, the guard said calmly: "Gentlemen, please show your invitation letter!"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, took out the invitation letter he had prepared a long time ago, and handed it to the two guards.

After the two guards looked at it, they nodded, and the cold expression on their faces eased slightly.

They got out of the way and let Zhou Yi and the two of them in.

After Zhou Yi and the two walked inside, they began to look around.

Soon, they saw a middle-aged man with a fat figure standing in the middle of the field.

He was wearing a fine attire, and he was smiling and talking to people.

Zhou Yi squinted his eyes, and an imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.

This middle-aged man is the head of the Song family, Song Zhiyao!

Song Zhiyao has a bold personality, and he is very obsessed with things like antiques. He often holds some appreciation parties and invites all kinds of relatives and friends to gather together.

This time, it was because Song Zhiyao had acquired a rare antique, and he planned to wait until the banquet officially started before introducing it to everyone.

Zhou Yi found a place at random and sat down. He was not in a hurry to do anything, but secretly observed the people of the Song family.

After a while, Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

He suddenly discovered that the strength of the Song family was not too weak. There were three of them in the ninth level psychics hidden in the dark!

But Zhou Yi didn't take it to heart, and his face was still very indifferent.

To him, they were just three small ninth-level psykers, nothing to worry about at all!
Let alone three, so what if there are ten?

In front of Zhou Yi, there is still something not enough to look at!

And at this moment, Yan Yongping said to Zhou Yi: "Boy, you stay here by yourself first, I'll go out and play."

"I'll come back if something happens!"

After Yan Yongping finished speaking, before Zhou Yi could reply, his figure disappeared in place.

After Zhou Yi heard it, he shook his head helplessly, and then sat alone in the corner.

Soon, there were more and more people in the field, and countless big shots from Jinghua came to the Song family one after another, laughing and greeting Song Zhiyao together.

Soon, Song Zhiyao suddenly came to the front.

He looked around at the crowd, and then said with a smile: "Everyone, I am Song Zhiyao, the head of the Song family! Welcome to our Song family's banquet!"

After everyone heard this, they immediately became quiet, and all looked up at Song Zhiyao.

After Song Zhiyao saw it, he continued to smile and said: "The purpose of this banquet is to show you the collections of my Song family, and please help me hold my eyes!"

As he spoke, Song Zhiyao suddenly clapped his hands.

At this moment, two rows of servants from the Song family suddenly came slowly from behind.

Each of them held an antique in their hands, and they were extremely careful in their actions, for fear of breaking these antiques.

After the servants had arranged the antiques, they slowly retreated, leaving only the guests standing in place.

Song Zhiyao said calmly at this moment: "Everyone, without further ado, please appreciate the antiques I have collected over the years!"

After everyone heard it, they stepped forward one after another and kept looking around.

And in the middle of these antiques is a dragon and phoenix statue made of golden nanmu.

This dragon and phoenix statue is portrayed lifelike and extremely realistic. The dragon and phoenix on it seem to be able to fly out, which makes people feel very surprised!
Even Zhou Yi couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw it, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Such a big statue of golden nanmu is worth a lot of money. It seems that Song Zhiyao's family is quite rich!

For a while, everyone let out exclamations one after another.

"As expected of being the Patriarch of the Song Family, you really have a lot of collections!"

"That's right, with so many treasures, if you sell them, you may not be able to buy them back for hundreds of millions!"

"That's right, seeing these things today is a lot of experience!"

Song Zhiyao listened to everyone's voices, and a smug smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth.

But Zhou Yi was staring at the dragon and phoenix statue closely, with a hint of confusion gradually appearing in his eyes.

Although this dragon and phoenix statue is very realistic, it gave Zhou Yi a very strange feeling.

After Zhou Yi thought for a while, he also raised his feet and kept turning around the dragon and phoenix statue.

After a while, he suddenly smiled, and said softly, "So it's a fake! I thought it was real!"

As he spoke, Zhou Yi shook his head disdainfully.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man stood beside Zhou Yi.

After Zhou Yi spoke, his ears moved, and he looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.

Who is this kid?How dare you question Song Zhiyao's things in public?
You know, this dragon and phoenix statue is the highlight of the audience!

Zhou Yi looks so young, what can he understand?
The middle-aged man immediately sneered and said, "Boy, looking at you like this, you probably haven't seen anything in the world, have you?"

"Do you know what this is made of? It's golden nanmu! What right do you have to say it's fake?"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he casually cast a glance at the middle-aged man, and said lightly, "I said it's fake, so of course it is fake!"

"Believe it or not, I don't have the time to talk nonsense to you here!"