Although Jin Ling was also a Chinese before, she really didn't know much about Chinese traditional culture.
"Victory or defeat is standard issue."
Manshu looked at her deeply, "Even if I lose, it doesn't mean I will lose for the rest of my life."
"Besides, I'm still young, so if I lose, I'll have to pay my tuition."
Jin Ling's expression was complicated: "You can see clearly."
She originally wanted to stimulate Manshu with a few words, but Manshu didn't care about winning or losing.
Then no matter what she said, it seemed to be of no use.
However, Jin Ling did not give up so easily.
"There are indeed many ancient Chinese sayings. However, if you are not competing with your senior brother for the purpose of winning or losing, why should you agree to this competition?"
Jin Ling looked at Manshu: "Since it's a bet, who doesn't want to win?"
Manshu spread his hands: "In fact, it was the senior brother who had been expelled from the school who took the initiative to provoke him. If he has already issued a letter of challenge and I still don't accept it, wouldn't it be an insult to the school?"
"But if I accepted it, knowing that the other party was prepared, wouldn't I have brought shame to the sect?"
"Presumably, people from the outside world think so too, right?"
Manshu looked at ease.
Jin Ling was stunned for a moment.
It seems like this, the public opinion outside is actually biased towards Manshu.
They all thought that she was brave enough to dare to accept the bet.
Of course, there are also people like Jin Ling who think Manshu is overestimating his abilities.
"Although that's what I say, if you really lose, your master's reputation will also be affected."
"You know, Mr. Zhu made it known a long time ago that he will no longer accept disciples from outside."
"By accepting you, he is breaking his own example."
"That's it if you are really so good that no one can blame you."
"What will others think if you lose your money while betting on stones?"
"They will definitely think that your master is blind this time, or that there is something fishy about accepting you as his disciple..."
Ms. Jin Ling's hint is already obvious.
Manshu was unmoved: "I don't care what others think?"
Jin Ling?
"Besides, does Ms. Jin know why my master is still in good health and energetic after living for such a long time?"
"Why?"
Jin Ling asked subconsciously.
But after asking, she regretted it.
Because Manshu said this, he was probably setting a trap for her.
Sure enough, the next second I heard the little girl say: "Because my master never meddles in other people's business."
Ms. Jin Ling's face turned blue and white, obviously she was angry!
But who told her to come to Manshu's door on her own initiative?
Even if she is angry now, no one will help her make the decision.
"If nothing happens to Ms. Jin, I will leave first."
Successfully choked people until they were speechless.
Manshu was happy and didn't want to waste time with her anymore.
"etc!"
Jin Ling called Manshu to stop.
"Excuse me, does Ms. Jin have any other advice?"
Manshu still had a smile on her face.
But anyone who knows her well can definitely tell that she is impatient.
"I don't take it as advice, but I would like to ask Miss Yan if she really doesn't want to win?"
oh?
Manshu is now interested. Is Jin Ling planning to bait her?
"Who wouldn't want to win?"
Manshu seemed to smile bitterly, "However, I also know myself. I have just entered the industry not long ago, but that person has been my master's apprentice for decades."
Therefore, whatever skills he has, they were all taught by Zhu Kuangsheng. No one can deny this.
Now that Chongzhi has deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, many people have lost a good impression of him.