Yang Tian was sighing with all his heart, when an angry scolding suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
He turned his head suddenly and saw an inconspicuous head of the household glaring angrily at the layman Xiaoyao.
"I thought you could come up with some good ideas! It turned out to be nothing more than wishful thinking!"
"If Qiao Xue is really such an easy talker, why should we, the whole group, be worried like this!"
"As expected, I am a casual cultivator and don't understand anything!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly snorted coldly, and then softened his expression towards the head of the Wu family.
"Family heads, please think of other ways, this will definitely not work!"
Hearing this, several family heads had different expressions, but no one stood up to speak up for Xiaoyao in time.
They whispered to each other for a while, with hesitant expressions on their faces.
The method proposed by Master Xiaoyao was indeed somewhat unexpected, but if it could be solved like this, it would be a good thing for them.
But......
After having such a big advantage, would Qiao Xue give up so easily?
If it were them, they would have to seek benefits for their clansmen, and at the same time, they would also have the right to speak among the second-level aristocratic families.
The more I thought about it, the more unsure I became. Another family member said helplessly: "If it really doesn't work, let's think about it and see how much profit we have to pay before the Qiao family is willing to give in..."
"yes."
The other person nodded slowly, with a melancholy look on his face, "It's just Qiao Xue's temperament. I'm worried that even if we do give up the profits, she may not be willing to give up."
"Then it's not up to her!"
Upon hearing this, the head of the Wu family snorted coldly, with a flash of disdain on his face.
"If we all give in like this and she still doesn't know what to do, then we don't have to be polite to her!"
"I don't believe it anymore. With so many aristocratic families in Huadu, can't we still defeat Qiao Xue?"
As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of applause from all around.
The parents nodded one after another, their faces full of satisfaction, as if they didn't know that they had the upper hand, and gave others a break.
Seeing how self-righteous they looked, Yang Tian curled up the corners of his mouth, and a deep sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Some people have been fighting for so long that they dare not step up the road when they see a flat road, and insist on taking the thorny path next door.
I really don’t know whether to praise them for being cautious or to call them cheap.
Naturally, this group of people didn't know what Yang Tian was thinking.
After someone brought up this topic, a group of them discussed with great interest how much profit they had to give up so that Qiao Xue might agree to give in.
In a short time, they had completely forgotten about Xiaoyao Jushi, and some even gave him a disgusting push and pushed him out of the crowd.
Xiaoyao Jushi sighed helplessly and did not argue with him, but turned around and walked outside.
When he passed by Yang Tian, he didn't feel any embarrassment at all. He nodded to Yang Tian and found a seat at the backstage to sit down.
Seeing his calm and unhurried attitude, Yang Tian couldn't help but feel a little curious.
He ignored those idiots, let alone the eager glances in the stands, but walked step by step backstage and sat next to Xiaoyao Jushi.
Seeing Yang Tian coming over, layman Xiaoyao seemed a little surprised.
