33. Chapter 33 Asking for a debt is like a street performer
The smile on Mu Lingbo's lips wavered. The moment the sword tip touched his chest, he turned his wrist.
The sword was not withdrawn, but it drew a long line across his chest.
He opened his clothes with a crack, and as the sword passed through the air, several strings of blood beads quietly dripped.
Sheath your sword!
Fu Lingqiong stood there, his heart almost stopped beating at that moment.
I thought I was certain to die.
The martial arts arena was eerily quiet.
He looked down and saw a blood stain on his blue-gray clothes.
She let herself go!
With a 'clang' sound, the long sword was thrown away by Mu Lingbo, and she left the martial arts arena without looking back.
"You..." Fu Lingqiu felt a little weak even when he was standing outside the venue.
He looked at the woman approaching as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaobao, learn from it." Her eyes were bright and clear, and she casually brushed her hair, "Nowadays, the world is really in decline. You have to do this once to get money. Asking for a debt is like performing on the street!"
It was almost a decisive battle. The opponent was the most proud youngster of the Fu family and even the entire Ziwu Kingdom, but she downplayed it as a street performer!
Fu Lingqiong walked out of the martial arts arena silently, looking lonely, and whispered to Fu Zhaoyan, "Dad, I lost."
Since he started practicing martial arts, he has never encountered such an opponent. Just now, he felt as if he was walking around the gate of hell.
The frightened Fu Zhaoyan looked at the red blood on his chest and asked, "How are you injured?"
"I'm fine, it's just a skin injury." He turned to look at Mu Lingbo, his eyes hinting a bit of admiration, "I'm willing to admit defeat, and I guarantee that the amount I owe will be a penny."
"But..." Fu Lingrui was a little anxious.
If this money is really given, he will definitely be the first to be unlucky!
Fu Zhaoyan said solemnly, "Needless to say, since I just agreed, I won't regret it. But Miss Mu just mentioned the third thing, you might as well talk about it together. What do our Fu family still owe you?"
"There's no rush." Mu Lingbo looked around the Fu family one by one, "It's better to prepare this million gold now. This debt has not been paid off, what else can be said. I really don't know, Miss Third
Will my dowry also have to be compensated?"
"you……"
"Don't worry, Third Miss. Our mother and son came to Ziwu this time, but we brought generous gifts to attend the prince's wedding. I hope Third Miss will like it."
Fu Lingqiu looked at her with dissatisfaction and fear, vaguely feeling that the gift was not that simple.
"It seems that we are still not very popular here." Mu Lingbo smiled nonchalantly in the face of the Fu family's ugly faces, "If we don't leave, I'm afraid they will kick us out."
Xia Houyan put away his folding fan and said with great regret, "This scene is too short, and I still feel unfinished."
Mu Lingbo's eyes changed, "Master Xiahou also wants to have a game?"
Xia Houyan immediately said seriously, "I am a serious businessman and I have always only watched the battle."
Xuanyuan Yao, who had been silent for a long time, looked at her with a smile, "It is indeed admirable. Could it be that the girl came from... his disciple?"
Mu Lingbo smiled but did not answer, and said to Mu Xiaobao, "Let's go, leave some time for others to prepare the gold. My mother is tired from playing, and she also wants to go back and rest."
This time, no one in the Fu family dared to stop her and could only let her come and go freely.
After leaving the gate of the Fu family, Ye Beiling asked impatiently, "What hatred does the Fu family have against you?"
"What?" Mu Lingbo didn't even look at him.
"You're clearly here to cause trouble! It's not like I can't see it!"
