Su Yin looked at Mr. Mingshu mockingly. He sat down and made a promise in front of everyone that day. Now let's see how he can get off the stage.
Her voice was loud. After hearing it, the people around her gathered around curiously and looked at Mr. Mingshu with strange eyes.
Yesterday at the inn, Mr. Ming Shu vowed in front of everyone that if he killed less than thirty people, he would slap one less person.
It's good now. He hasn't killed anyone. Doesn't he have to slap himself thirty times?
"Master Mingshu, how many people have you killed? Yesterday you said you would kill one less slapper and one less one, and we all heard it."
Shi Peiling walked up gloatingly and looked at Mr. Mingshu playfully. She had no good impression of Mr. Mingshu to begin with, so this time she naturally added fuel to the fire.
This kind of person just needs to be taken care of. If he is not taken care of, he will get carried away and think how great he is.
Su Yin curled up her lips and folded her arms to watch the show.
More and more people gathered around, and they all looked at Mr. Mingshu with strange eyes. Some were gloating, some felt it was funny, and some were sympathetic. No matter whether Mr. Mingshu slapped him or not today, this matter
If word spreads, it will ruin his image and reputation.
The seven martial arts masters are all young talents with a certain image and reputation. Whether it is their conduct or their martial arts, they are outstanding among the younger generation. Some of them are still the leaders of the younger generation.
Although Mr. Mingshu is ranked last among the Seven Young Masters, being included in the list shows that he has certain abilities and has put in a lot of effort for this.
Faced with such an embarrassing situation now, if we don't handle it well, our reputation may be completely ruined. It's hard to say whether we can be rated as the Seventh Young Master next year.
"me……"
Mr. Mingshu hesitated and couldn't say a word for a long time, and cold sweat broke out on his head.
When he made the promise at that time, he never thought that this would happen. In fact, he said there were more than thirty last night, not just fifty. But now he is making empty promises and has no proof. What did he say?
All useless.
"You should show your attitude. Now you owe thirty heads to the alliance. You eat and drink. How can you just keep silent after this is over?"
Shi Peiling pressed forward step by step, finally grabbing Mr. Ming Shu's pigtails, how could she let go so easily.
"The heads I owe to the alliance will be doubled when we wait for the battle in Linwucheng."
Mr. Mingshu gritted his teeth and said that Linwu City is the real battlefield between the Qinghe Sect and the Anti-Qing Alliance. There will definitely be battles at that time. He will pay back the heads owed to the inn by the Alliance at that time.
"What about your promise?"
Shi Peiling sneered and said, everyone heard the promise she made in the inn that day. She was so steadfast at that time, but why is it that she has failed to do so now?
In fact, she was also very surprised. With Mr. Mingshu's ability, he shouldn't be able to kill thirty rebels. What's more, he still hasn't killed any of them. What on earth did he do last night? He couldn't really kill him right away.
Go into hiding.
Master Mingshu's face turned green and red for a while, and he was speechless for a long time.
If he really slaps himself in front of everyone, he will probably become the biggest joke of the year in the world. Not to mention guaranteeing the position of the Seventh Young Master, Shujian Villa will probably become a joke because of him as the young owner of the village.