Qu Wuyou smiled and patted the seat next to him, and joked: "I have taken your position, you are not going to throw me out too."

Ding Ning's face turned red, and he sat down next to Qu Wuyou with a shy face. He chuckled and said, "Uncle Qu is joking."

The faces of the Seventeenth Bureau and the Religious Affairs Bureau, who were standing behind Qu Wuyou like stars in the moon, changed slightly, and looked at Ding Ning in an increasingly different way.

Although Qu Wuyou lives in seclusion, he is one of the Thirteen Iron Guards and one of the only three remaining national warriors. Even though the Religious Bureau has now been assigned to the Yulin Guards, he still has deep respect for this iron-clad old man.

and awe.

I thought that Qu Wuyou was here to reprimand Ding Ning. The Religious Affairs Bureau and others were still gloating about his misfortune, but they didn't expect that Qu Wuyou was not even qualified to sit in the Seven Kills, but Qu Wuyou let Ding Ning sit next to him, and his attitude was so cordial and kind.

This person is not looking for trouble, he is clearly here to support him.

The 17th Bureau and others are different. They all hold their heads high and proud, especially the members of the 17th Bureau of Ninghai. Now they are convinced of Ding Ning, the director. What an honor it is to win the favor of a national scholar. It makes them look good.

Big increase.

"Senior Brother Qisha, come on, sit down. Why are you standing there like a piece of wood?"

Ding Ning greeted Qisha with a playful smile.

Qisha rolled his eyes, Ding Ning could be big or small, but he wouldn't dare to do it in front of his master.

"Sit down, you senior brothers haven't seen each other for a while, let's have a good chat."
Chapter completed!