"Pfft," the fat man laughed and patted Li Tian's shoulder,""This is fine. Feng Qiao, what do you think?"
Feng Qiao glanced at Li Tian, drank the wine in his glass, and said,""What are you so happy about?"
Fatty choked and glared at Feng Qiao.
"I'm not interested," Li Tian replied.
"What's your interest?" fatty said as he spread his hands."If you don't believe me, you'll have a problem with your brain."
"F * ck!" Li Tian cursed and looked at fatty, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"There's a winning segment at the Lantern Festival," Yang Qing suddenly said, his hand making a gesture."Such a big firecracker, placed on top of a loft. Whoever lights the firecracker can make a request."
"Request? To whom?" Fatty asked, puzzled.
Li Tian also looked over with interest.
"The current Emperor!" Yang Qing raised his voice and said.
Li Tian's eyes lit up as he held the cup in his hand tightly.
