Manshu looked like he was jumping up and down with anger.
"I don't want to talk to you. You're still in high spirits, right?"
"You are not afraid of criticism from others, how can I still be afraid?"
"Besides, if a scum like you was once under Master, that would be a shame to our entire school."
"As for whether I am strong or not, what does it have to do with you?"
"You have been expelled from the school, and you still can't recognize the reality?"
Manshu cursed and was very unconvinced.
When Chongzhi saw that the little girl was irritated by him, he knew that half of his goal was achieved.
"Master expelled me from the sect and took you as a disciple. Besides having a strong mouth, what else can I do?"
"What, why do I have to tell you, you don't want to compete with me, do you?
Aren't you afraid that others will say that you bully the small ones?"
Manshu's words were deliberate and provocative.
Chongzhi followed her words: "It doesn't matter if I bully the younger ones, the main thing is to test the new junior sisters for master."
"If you are really qualified, then I will no longer claim to be Zhu Kuangsheng's disciple."
"If you're not qualified..."
"What does it have to do with you not being qualified? Did I eat your rice?"
"If you are not qualified, I'm afraid someone will soon trouble the master and ask him to accept a disciple."
"You should know that some people are hard to refuse."
"If you can only cause trouble to the master, then you should ask yourself to leave the master."
Chongzhi said this as if he was thinking for his master.
What a righteous statement.
It’s as if he still wants to take on the responsibilities of senior brother even though he is no longer in the sect.
Manshu also seemed to be aroused: "Okay, if I win, you don't have to get close to us anymore.
However, with this one condition, why should I compare with you?"
"Whether I compete or not, I will not be kicked out of the division because of you, and you will not return to the division just because you beat me."
Chongzhi frowned: "Then what do you want?"
King stood in the back and felt that this routine seemed a bit familiar.
"Betting on stones, of course, the loser will be the one who loses. All the emeralds drawn will go to the winner, and they will pay the bill on behalf of the winner."
"You dare to bet like that?"
Chongzhi was a little surprised.
This rule involves taking great risks.
"Of course, we still have requirements. Otherwise, if you just buy the sky-high price of wool, if you beat me then, wouldn't that be a defeat without force?"
"Okay, you are the junior sister, you can tell me the rules."
Chongzhi looked like I was very generous.
Manshu scolded him as a thief in his heart, and said: "Why don't we bet with a unit price of no more than 10 million."
"Look, the loser's compensation is only tens of millions at most."
"Besides, we won't talk about those false claims, like winning two out of three games, which are meaningless. The outcome will be determined by one game."
One round?
Chongzhi's expression changed slightly. In fact, Manshu's level could not be seen in this game. Moreover, it was also a great test for him.
"You are young, I can't bully the young. One round will determine the outcome. For someone like me who has rich experience in gambling, it is simple, but for you, a novice, it is a huge test."
"How about we pick three pieces of wool, cut them out, and calculate the combined value of the three pieces."
Manshu raised his eyebrows. This ambition was not only hypocritical, but also cowardly.
It was obvious that he was worried about not winning the bet on a piece of wool, yet he insisted on thinking about it for her.
This kind of man is really irresponsible to the extreme.