"Then are you going to hand over the 10,000 five-yi spiritual stones for them or are they going to hand it over themselves?" An Xiuwen asked next.
"An Xiuwen, are you even willing to let go of the people I brought here?" Ling Bo scolded angrily.
"Uncle Ling, what you said is wrong. What do you mean by the person you brought here? Is this Qingyun Shuttle yours? After all, we all work for the family. Since we have established rules, we should distinguish between public and private affairs.
That's right." An Xiuwen said confidently.
"You are such a person who can distinguish between public and private affairs. According to what you said, if I want to ride this Qingyun Shuttle from now on, I will have to pay for it, right?" Ling Bo said coldly.
"Yes, as soon as you arrive in Zhongtian Territory, you will officially resign. If you want to join Qingyun Shuttle again, you will have to pay money." An Xiuwen said with a straight face.
"Okay, I have saved some money over the years. I have put it all on my body. If you have the ability, come and get it." Ling Bo laughed angrily and stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword.
"Old man Ling, I see you are quite old, and you have served the family for many years before I call you Uncle Ling. You are really shameless. Don't think that you will dare to rely on your old age after living a few more years.
If you really want to take action, I won't be afraid of you." Seeing that Uncle Ling was really angry, An Xiuwen simply broke out and pulled out the long sword from his waist with a swipe.
Without waiting for his instructions, the three men also drew their swords at the same time.
Ling Chuxi suddenly shuddered, and then she noticed that the three bastards had arrived outside her body at some point, surrounding them in a force of encirclement.
"Did they have a premeditated plan and want to find an opportunity to get rid of Uncle Ling?" Seeing where those people were standing and the faint emperor-level aura emanating from them, the more Ling Chuxi thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. This kind of thing
She is no stranger to the struggle for power within aristocratic families. For the sake of profit, even her own brothers may turn against each other, let alone outsiders.
"Uncle Ling, Manager An is right. Rules are rules. Once they are established, no one can be exempted. We can just pay the money ourselves." Ling Chuxi took out the storage bag and threw it to
Manager An ignored Ling Bo's words and rushed to say, "We have already paid the money, so everything will be fine now."
While speaking, Ling Chuxi sent a special look to Uncle Ling. Uncle Ling wanted to say something, but after receiving the look from her, he still endured it.
"You know the truth!" An Xiuwen's eyes flashed with disappointment, but since Ling Chuxi had already paid the money, he couldn't find any reason to be embarrassed. He took the storage bag, took a look at it, and put it away.
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"You, you, and you, please pay the money quickly." The men also put away their swords and continued to walk towards the others.
"You, what are you talking about, why are you still standing there?" When he came to a young man, one of them said with a stern tone.
The young man was the one who had been frightened and fainted before. He had a grimace on his face and quickly turned his hands through his pockets. After searching for a long time, not even a single spiritual stone was found.
"Brother, I came out in a hurry and didn't bring that much money. Can you please be accommodating?" The young man finally stopped helplessly and said pitifully.
"No money, no money, why are you going to Zhongtian Territory? Stop talking nonsense and hand over the money quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The bastard raised his long sword in his hand and pointed at the young man.
"But I really have no money." The young man looked helpless.
"Really no money?"
"No money."
"I'm sorry then." A sly smile appeared on Gouzizi's lips, and he stretched out his hand to grab the young man.