Tang San thought that Wuhun Palace might have many answers, but he never thought that they could explain it to the Soul Master Competition.
And it sounds well-founded and cannot be refuted...
"No, haven't I been deprived of my qualification by your Wuhun Palace?!
"What kind of conflict is this between the contestants themselves?"
He reacted immediately and continued to look at Parkson angrily. Even if you say that your Wuhun Palace can't control this matter, it's more reliable than this explanation!
"Her Highness Bianca doesn't know that you have been deprived of the qualification for the competition. She just saw a famous participant like you in passing and chose to take action.
"It is impossible for a soul master to abandon the competition to appear in our Wuhun Palace. We need to inform all participating soul masters, right?"
Parkson has always been a responsible Wuhundian deacon and would not bring his personal senses to work, which is why he was promoted quickly.
"How do you know it was an accident? How do you know they didn't know I quit the game?
"Also, aren't you the deacon of Wuhun Palace? Your Highness Bianca, what do you want to do?
"Or do you think your Spirit Hall has some ulterior relationship with Camelot?!"
A sneer appeared on Tang San's fat face, which seemed quite unconventional.
It can be considered that he caught the tail.
"Her Highness Bianca said it herself when she apologized to Wuhundian, she didn't know.
"As for why we call you Your Highness, your identity and camp have nothing to do with each other. If you are a direct disciple of the Third Sect, I will also call you Mr. Tang."
I am truly a direct disciple of the Shangsan Sect!
Tang San was about to blurt out something, but he held it back for a moment.
Theoretically, everyone in the three major forces now knows his identity as Tang Hao's son, but they don't want to publicize it all over the world, but he wants to publicize it all over the world?
The reputation of Tang Hao and Haotian Sect is not good.
"Apologise? What apology?" But Tang San keenly caught another key word, and the sneer on his face continued.
'The Paladin is really pedantic. Apologize? A strong man needs to apologize?'
"Because of this accident, Your Highness Bianca apologized and compensated.
"Speaking of this, I almost forgot another thing.
"Someone, go get the compensation Tang San deserves!"
Bai Sheng turned his head towards the Wuhun Branch Hall and gave an order.
"Apologise? Why don't you let the murderer come and apologize in person?!" Tang San still sneered.
"No, Great Genius Tang, you don't take a piss and look at yourself. What is your identity and image? Are you worthy of it?
"Oh, I almost forgot. You may pee all over your pants. I suggest you find a basin of water and take a photo."
Parkson didn't say anything, but a passerby couldn't help blurting out.
"Huh?!" Tang San turned his head instantly and looked at the passerby with murderous intent on his face.
This was also one of the reasons why he was angry. Making a fool of himself was not counted, and because of the actual conditions of making a fool of himself that day, the fact that he was not a man was instantly spread throughout Shijiucheng.
"Wow~!" Tang San turned his head back in an instant, the reflection of the sword in the sunlight had already hit his face, the source of which was the knights behind Bai Sheng.
"Okay, this is your compensation, take it and get out." A small money bag was thrown in front of Tang San, Parkson's face was filled with disgust.
Tang San lowered his head in disbelief and blinked his eyes.
A money bag?
It's not too much, it's too little.
Are you insulting him?
"Do you, Wuhun Palace, always bully the weak like this?!"
The accusations came out instantly!
"Boy, I'm warning you, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Tell me, why does my Wuhun Palace bully the weak?"
Parkson clenched his fists, not as angry as he said, but just a little unhappy.
Is this idiot finished?
"With such a small amount of compensation, aren't your Spirit Halls bullying the weak?! Are your Shijiucheng Spirit Branch Halls lining your pockets?"
Tang San picked up the money bag and became even more angry.
Without him, there aren't even gold soul coins inside, just dozens of silver soul coins.
His monthly salary from Wuhun Palace or Noumenon Sect was more than this, okay?!
"No, ugly fat man, please understand that Your Highness Bianca has compensated you, but does your consumption at my Spirit Hall in the past half month not count?
"How about I settle the score for you?"
Tang San just stared at Parkson coldly, but Parkson didn't care. He just took out a pamphlet and started to explain as if no one was watching.
"Your Highness Bianca compensated a total of 50,000 gold soul coins..."
"Wait!" Tang San said in disbelief, interrupting Bai Sheng's speech.
"What's wrong?" Parkson put down the booklet helplessly.
"Only fifty thousand? I don't have a bunch of artifacts and bloodlines, but only fifty thousand gold soul coins?!" Tang San didn't expect that people could return the things they took away. As long as Camelot or Spirit Hall were not blind, the Golden Dragon Spear
That kind of thing has nothing to do with Tang San.
But for compensation, is fifty thousand gold soul coins a deliberate insult to him?
Those are priceless treasures that cannot be measured by any value. The gold soul coins are insulting enough, but fifty thousand?!
"Great Genius of the Tang Dynasty, let me borrow a sentence from this big brother, take a pee and take a look at yourself.
"You are the only one who deserves to know Master Lou Gao?
"If you want to blackmail someone, you have to take care of the logic of reality, okay?!"
Parkson also looked in disbelief.
"What does this have to do with Lou Gao?!" Tang San was embarrassed.
"Oh, it turns out you don't know what an artifact is.
"Really, I would like to advise you that some nouns and words should not be used indiscriminately."
Bai Sheng first looked at Tang San with a strange look, and then started to explain.
"As we all know, only divine craftsmen can create artifacts. The only divine craftsman on the mainland is Master Lou Gao. Are you related to Master Lou Gao?"
I understand artifacts better than you, a mortal, okay?!
"Lou Gao is worthy of forging a divine weapon? Is he worthy?! Do you know what a divine weapon is?!" Tang San laughed angrily.
"I don't understand. I've never seen the artifact created by Master Lou Gao. Do you understand? Have you seen it?"
Tang San shut up and reacted.
The artifacts in the eyes of mortals are not the same thing as the artifacts he calls artifacts, not to mention that these mortals have never even seen the artifacts in the mortal world.
"It's just a bunch of weapons. It's only a dozen gold soul coins at a high price. That's not how you blackmail people."
Bai Sheng complained casually, and then continued to look at Tang San.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"Then why did I get fifty thousand gold soul coins and only a few dozen silver soul coins left?!" Tang San shook his money bag. He couldn't get the things back, but he still had to gain something.
But this harvest is too low.
"As I said before, didn't you have to spend more than half a month in my Wuhun Palace?"
"What's the cost?"
"You don't recognize it after eating it? Is soul beast meat so cheap?"
"Those are just a bunch of soft-bone charm rabbits!"
"Isn't the soft-bone charm rabbit a soul beast?!"
This chapter has been completed!