"You are not afraid of losing this competition, are you?" The dean smiled at the master.

The dean's expression and what he said obviously meant two different meanings. The Master looked at him and said, "What have you thought about betting on? I, an old man, would you be worthy of your concern?"

The dean looked at him and said in surprise: "How about a bigger bet?"

"What are you betting on?" the Master smiled.

The dean smiled and said, "If you lose the bet, let Li Xiuyuan take me as his teacher. I will give him a formal place in the academy and let old man Huangfu accept him as his disciple and teach him the techniques of casting."

After being stunned, the master shook his head and smiled repeatedly: "He is an independent person, not a kitten or a dog. What kind of discipline does it mean to let you and me bet on the go?"

The dean looked at him and smiled, "Don't be too serious, am I doing this for him too?"

The Master looked at the misty air on the stove and asked softly: "What if the dean loses?"

The dean squinted his eyes and looked at the Master and said with a smile: "I am willing to accept the loss. No matter what request you make, as long as I can do, I will satisfy you. How about it?"

"I want to try." The Master laughed.

"That's good! Tell me, if you accidentally win, what kind of problem do you want to ask me to help you solve it."

The dean gently patted the table, and couldn't help but feel excited. This is a bet of winning or losing.

The Master looked at the dean's excited look and said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't take your life! If I win, when my little disciple reaches the Jindan realm, you can personally accept him as your disciple and give him the official student quota in the academy!"

"My request is not considered a requirement! You should know that although Li Xiuyuan is foolproof, my little apprentice is also good!"

The master looked at the dean and laughed, saying that this bet would be cheap no matter how you count it.

This answer was really beyond the dean's expectations. He looked at the Master in surprise and asked, "You only have this request? You won't regret it, do you?"

The emperor glanced at him and said mockingly: "There are some orders for learning Taoism, so how can you expect to enter Taoism? Although Li Xiuyuan only reads the booklets for seven days, he may not be able to reach the legendary realm."

"Don't forget, he is the weapon refining pavilion that the boy from Huangfu's family took him into. Li Xiuyuan's every move was under his nose."

The Master felt that it was not exciting enough, so he added a handful of fire under the fire.

"It was the little fat man in Huangfu family who took him in, but the little fat man would not cast a piece. In this case, I will bet on you!"

"Then I'll wait for the good news." Tiansheng looked at him and smiled.

The dean did not notice that when the Master finished speaking, he showed a proud look on his face, which clearly looked like he had succeeded in his conspiracy.

However, the dean dug the pit in front of him, no wonder the Master.

The dean looked at the Master and said seriously: "I have to find an elder who witnesses, I don't believe you."

"Is my answer very inappropriate?" The Master cursed in anger.

The dean looked at him dumbly and said with a smile: "Wait, I'll call the fat man in charge of the kitchen and let him be the witness of this bet so that you can't lose money."

Before he finished speaking, the fat elder of the kitchen knocked outside the gate of the Zhushe: "Someone is visiting, the old man hurry up and cook tea to entertain guests."

The Master couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and looked at the dean and said, "You don't need to call me, this person is here."

"I said to Master, you, the master and apprentice, really enjoy it. Cook a pot of tea and play the piano and sing happily in this windy and snowy season. Do you want us to envy you? Let your disciple come out and play Qin Yi Song!"

The fat elder looked at the Master and the Dean and laughed, and walked into the living room while mixing the snow on his body.

The dean looked at him and said, "You are here just in time. I am betting with my master that you will be a witness for me and avoid this old guy losing."

The Master laughed.

The fat elder also smiled, suddenly thought of something, and asked in confusion: "Where is Li Xiuyuan, I haven't seen him for many days, where have you been hiding?"

The Master looked at him and said softly, "I asked him to go back to his house to rest. He read the booklets for seven days and seven nights in the old man Huangfu's weapon refining pavilion, and he was exhausted."

"What? Why did he run to Old Man Huangfu? Do you want to learn to imitate the iron?" the fat elder asked in disbelief.

"That's right, that's why I made a bet with Master, do you want to participate too..."

The dean looked at him, told his bet on the matter of cultivating the Yuan Dynasty, and then smiled and said, "Please give me a testimony."

The fat man was silent for a while before he gradually digested the shock in his heart. He stared at the two and said, "What do you mean is that the boy wants to cast a knife for the little guy chopping firewood behind the kitchen?"

The Master sighed leisurely: "I know, the dean insists on forcing me to bet with him. What can you do if you say I am an old man?"

The fat elder was speechless and murmured after a long time, "How could there be such a versatile talent in the world?"

The dean looked up at the snow outside the hall and said with a smile: "Do you feel very hit? I don't believe it either, so I made this bet with Master. Do you want to try it?"

The fat elder looked at the two of them in a daze, and after a long silence, he said, "Forget it, I will be the witness, and I will also be a bet with you."

The Master didn't care about his tone, but just said lightly: "What do you want to bet on? What is the old man worth your concern?"

The fat elder mocked, "I know you are poor. If you lose, it will be hard for you. I just need to let Li Xiuyuan play a song for me seriously. This is not a high requirement, right?"

The Master was stunned and looked at him and smiled, "By the way, your request is really nothing. I will answer you for that disciple."

The dean was speechless, thinking that you could also mention such a low request? But when I thought of what the Master said before, I couldn't help but be stunned. I thought it was really not easy to ask that guy to play a song.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at the fat elder and smiled, "I will witness for you, and I am not afraid that this old guy will not admit his conscience."

The fat elder looked at the Master in confusion and said, "What do you want if you win?"

The Master looked at him and said seriously: "Can I ask you what you want? What do you deserve to worry about? If I win, Li Xiuyuan will not go there and you will chop firewood. If Wei Qing leaves in the future, you can find someone yourself."

"What does it mean?" The fat elder looked at the Master and the Dean in confusion.

The Master looked at him and shook his head, laughed and said, "Literally!"

The dean looked at the fat elder and said, "He understood his meaning very well. If you lose, then Li Xiuyuan will no longer be a traitor who chops firewood in the future!"

"No one can think of this trick except Master, right? You are ruthless, I believe the dean's eyes have bet on you!"

The fat elder patted his thighs heavily, and saw the fat flesh on his waist flashing, causing a circle of ripples.

"The deal will be completed in this way. I'll wait for you to admit defeat one day." The Master looked at the two and smiled.

"I'm telling the truth. When are you going to let that little guy start to do it? Who will supervise him?"

The dean suddenly thought of this most important question. This is a major event that concerns the fairness of the three-person gambling game, so naturally it cannot be done easily.

The fat elder also looked at the master and asked, "I am the same as the dean!"

"I asked him to rest for two days and then take action. As the supervisor, there is a ready-made little guy in front of me, the fat guy from Old Man Huangfu's family. Li Xiuyuan wants to go in and can't live without him."

The Master looked at the two of them and said quietly, without any conceiting defeat.

The fat elder suddenly laughed, remembered something, and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "I feel very relieved when there is that little villain looking at Li Xiuyuan...haha."

"Just him! I'll talk to him tomorrow!" the dean said lightly.

"I said you two are bored, aren't you actually bet with my disciples and even persuaded them to do so. I hope you two don't cry when you lose."

"I wish you money to be imported!" the dean said with a smile.

"I believe in the dean's vision." The fat elder smiled.

"Come on, please have tea for your bet!" The Master reached out to add hot tea to the three of them.

"Dean, how long does it take to cast a knife?" The fat elder thought for a while and asked at the dean.

The dean glanced at the master and replied softly: "How come it takes two or three months, right?"

The fat elder suddenly felt something was wrong and asked hesitantly: "I think, should I set a time limit? Is it necessary to wait endlessly?"

The Master looked at him sympathetically and said, "How long do you want to book a term?"

At this moment, the fat elder no longer cared about any reserve and looked at the two of them and said, "The dean said three months, I will relax a little, four months!"

When the dean heard this, he laughed and looked at the master and said, "Then it's time to set it up for four months. There is no requirement to cast a magic sword. As long as it is slightly better than an ordinary knife, even if you and your master and apprentice win."

The Master looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "You guys have to do it all over the place. If I say I don't agree, you will definitely be unhappy. I have no choice but to agree."

The fat elder said thoughtfully: "Looking at your uncomfortable look, I will invite you two to my bar tonight. The weather is so cold."

The dean patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Academy, you are better than elders."

The Master smiled. He couldn't think of it for four months, and he might be able to see your unwillingness to admit defeat. He originally didn't have much confidence in Li Xiuyuan, but was agitated by the dean and the fat elder, which instead increased a lot of confidence.

As long as Li Xiuyuan wins this game, Wei Qing will be a student of the academy in the future and the dean’s personal disciple. Even if he leaves this world, he will not be worried.

If Li Xiuyuan wanted to continue staying in the academy, he would no longer have to go to the kitchen to chop firewood every day.

These two things are nothing in the eyes of the dean and the fat elder, but they are very important in the Master's opinion. Because this is what he wants. He and Li Xiuyuan don't need the resources of the academy, only Wei Qing needs them.

"I know you are a person with big ideas and ambitions."

The dean suddenly looked at the sky and said, "If you find an opportunity to leave this world, you still want to tell each other over the love that has lasted for countless years."

The Master did not look at him, but just murmured: "If I have a way to leave, I will tell you before leaving that it is a very tiring thing to live."

......

Three days later, the weapon refining hall was in chaos, and the room was filled with a strong smell of barbecue.

Li Xiuyuan, who was pulling the bellows and fusing casting materials, looked at Chu Feng, a fat man with barbecue beside him and smiled: "I said if you saw this for your uncle, I wonder if he would beat you to death?"

The little fat man looked at him and shouted strangely: "Be serious, I am not an idle person now. I was sent by the dean personally to supervise you. I asked if you will be able to cultivate it? I won't kill the Master, right?"
Chapter completed!