Su Bei looked at the excited disciple who was about to jump up with a strange look on his face.
WTF?
I just came here to get some news, so why did I just ask myself to redeem it?
Seeing the confused expression on Su Bei's face, the female disciple of the Xingyue Sect had a look of surprise on her face.
It seemed that he was too impatient and had not had time to explain, so he quickly said:
"Senior! That's it."
"Just a few days ago, our Hong Pavilion held the three-year oiran competition. Well, you know, after selecting the oiran and ranking them, you can..."
"As a disciple of my Sword Sect, as a guest of my Red Pavilion, you can naturally do whatever you want."
"But... they didn't bring enough money for the future!"
"Out of humanitarian concern, I, the Hong Pavilion, just detained them. Well, now we should give them a bath in the bathhouse to pay off their debts?"
"So...senior, don't you know? I thought you knew about this and came to the Red Pavilion specifically to redeem people..."
Su Bei's face was full of black lines as he looked at the face of the woman in front of him who was about to tilt her head up to the sky in excitement.
He forcibly resisted the urge to slap him.
I want to speak the quintessence of my country.
——I thought that this bunch of bastards had fallen into such a dangerous and crazy predicament.
Um.
It's really heartbreaking.
Are they all a group of low-level humans with incomplete brain development?
How can you not bring enough money to visit a brothel these days? This is too embarrassing for Jianzong!
Besides, wouldn’t you run away without money?
You can make money by going out on your own, but now it’s a good thing, you haven’t made even a cent, but you still have to join in a bunch of things?
Isn’t it intentional that Wenren Pingxin did it?
The more Su Bei thought about it, the more wrong he became. His breathing was very rapid. Then he looked at the triumphant look on the face of the woman in front of him and said coldly:
"How much difference?"
The female disciple was startled by Su Bei's sudden coldness.
Only then did I realize that I seemed to be a little too presumptuous.
Then he said angrily:
"Senior...please wait a moment."
"I'm going to report it to the top."
After saying that, he hurriedly twisted his butt and walked upstairs.
Su Bei sat on the chair with his legs crossed. He had already stabbed the big woman with a smile hundreds of times in his mind!
——Well, stab with a sword.
After a while, a woman in white walked in with the shabby-looking Xingyue Sect disciple.
Behind him were other Sword Sect disciples who were dejected, lowered their heads, and covered their faces, not daring to see anyone.
The woman in white saw that Su Bei was obviously stunned for a moment, then she blinked and said:
"Your Excellency, are you Elder Su of the Sword Sect?"
Su Bei was annoyed. He raised his head and looked condescendingly at the woman in white with his nostrils turned upward, without answering.
Then he just walked up to the group of disciples who had blushing faces and felt that they couldn't face the elders of the Sword Sect, and kicked them up!
After thinking about it, I kicked him again!
"ah!"
"Help!"
"I was wrong!"
“So cool~”
"??"
The woman in white looked at the Jian Sect disciple who was kicked around by Su Bei with a look of shock.
After swallowing, he saw Su Bei's murderous eyes and shrank his head.
This Subei is a bit difficult to get along with...
Su Bei felt that he was tired from kicking, so he took a long breath, sat on the chair, and patted his shoulders.
Xiao Ruoqing learned to be smart this time, and walked forward obediently and sensibly, and kneaded her gently.
Su Bei coughed heavily and looked at the woman in white who nodded at the table next to her.
The woman in white was a little confused, so she subconsciously stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Su Bei.
Su Bei took a big sip, took a breath, and then looked at the Sword Sect disciple who had been kicked the hardest by him, with a look of aggrievedness on his face. He felt angry and said:
"You! Yes! It's you, tell me, what's going on?"
"Is the nun who cultivates immortality sick? Learn from me and be upright and upright!"
"Besides, it's just like that, and you don't bring money? Don't you ask the price before doing something? A bunch of people share the same brain?"
"..."
Mo Youqian swallowed, looked at Su Bei, who was pointing at him with a dark face, and said bravely:
"Fifth Elder! We Sword Sect disciples have been tricked!"
"What an injustice! How could we not ask the price or bring money..."
Mo Youqian raised his head and looked at the woman in white with a look of resentment on his face, and then said very aggrievedly:
"Fifth Elder! You have to make the decision for your disciples!"
"They Hongge did it on purpose!"
"It was already agreed before, one thousand taels of gold!"
"..."
One thousand taels of gold?
Su Bei frowned.
Isn’t this expensive?
One spiritual stone can be exchanged for ten taels of gold, which is just one hundred spiritual stones.
A mere hundred spirit stones, but the disciples of the Sword Sect still can’t produce them?
It would cost ten spiritual stones to find out the information myself...
Seeing Su Bei's confused look, Mo Youqian felt even more aggrieved. With tears around his eyes, he loudly said:
"She! They are lying! Elder!"
“We thought the price was very fair before.”
"I never thought they would trick us!"
"It's not like a thousand taels a night!"
"..."
Mo Youqian blushed, his neck felt thick from holding back, and he roared:
"..."
Su Bei almost spit out the bowl of tea that was in his mouth, but he held it back for a long time, and then let out a long breath.
Looking at Mo Youqian's aggrieved eyes, his eyes were vaguely soft.
Then he snorted coldly, looked at the woman in white and said:
"Is that what happened? How much do you owe in total?"
The woman in white angrily took out a long contract from her pocket, which was signed by a disciple of the Sword Sect.
Then he started from the beginning and said:
"Mo has money, a total of 171,000 taels of gold."
"Hao Shuai, a total of 667,000 taels of gold."
"Zhen Jianting, um, a total of 3,000 taels of gold."
"..."
Before he finished speaking, a strong man with a red face suddenly stood up and shouted:
"You...you fart!"
Su Bei looked at the contract and felt a little desperate.
Since the contract has been signed, it is definitely impossible to default...
How to repay this?
Thinking of Wenren Pingxin's face, Su Bei gritted his teeth.
His mind was working rapidly, and then he suddenly raised his head and raised his hand, interrupting the woman in white who was reading the contract, and said:
"Who among you in the Red Pavilion can call the shots? Who is the biggest in the Red Pavilion now?"
"..."
The woman in white was startled, blinking her eyes, somewhat at a loss.
At this moment, a faint word suddenly stirred up a fragrant wind, and with a hint of charm, came from Su Beide's ears:
"Little guy, I am the master of this Red Pavilion."
"Why...do you have anything to do with me?"
"..."
Su Bei shuddered for no reason in his heart, and then stood up suddenly. He felt that with so many people watching, he couldn't let himself down, and said coldly:
"Pretending to be a ghost! Is this how Hongge treats guests?"
"Not only can this elder pay back the money owed by this disciple of my Sword Sect, but I can also make it possible for you, Hong Pavilion, to earn tens of millions of taels of gold per day from now on. This is no longer a dream!!"
"However, since your Xingyue Sect is so insincere, then let these Sword Sect disciples die here. I think Aoi Sect should be willing to talk to me..."