City Lord Tan sneered, opened his legs, and pointed between his legs:
"Song Su, this is what you owe our Tan family. My son is dead. If you feel guilty, just kneel down, kowtow three times, and get under my crotch. Then we will cancel everything."
"From now on, my Tan family members will never cause trouble to you again!"
City Lord Tan has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face is full of majesty.
He just looked at Song Su straightly.
If you don't humiliate him, it's hard to get rid of the anger in your heart!
"Can you understand the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away? I only have one son, and he should have become the most dazzling being in martial arts."
"Song Su, do you know how kind this kid is? The last thing he said to me before he died was to tell me not to cause trouble to you."
"I'm not causing trouble for you. I'm just a father and I feel unwilling to do so. Song Su, you are also an upright gentleman. You should know that you owe him!"
City Lord Tan's eyes were getting redder and redder, and even his words were choked with sobs.
Song Su drooped his head, listless and dejected, as if he had lost all his splendor in an instant.
He walked forward feebly. Yun Ji grabbed his sleeve and shook her head: "Young master, you can't."
"City Master Tan is right, I, Song, owe the Tan family."
Song Su pulled back his sleeves and walked towards City Lord Tan.
He slowly bent his knees, and was about to kneel down and kowtow in front of City Lord Tan willingly, when a small white hand gently grabbed his shoulder.
Bright and bright wrists, slender jade fingers.
It is as delicate and smooth as mutton-fat jade, with a clear cold white color.
Song Su turned around and saw a girl wearing a gilt mask and her cat looking at him with a smile.
Song Su thought that she was also here to persuade, so he said: "Miss Ye, your kindness is appreciated by Song. Yunji, please take Miss Ye down."
Yunji is about to come——
Chu Yue turned around and faced City Lord Tan, saying without any surprise: "City Lord Tan, if I can save your child, can I smile away my grudges?"
In an instant, countless people, their eyes filled with horror, all fell on her.
Does this girl know what she is talking about?
Young Master Tancheng has been dead for half a month, how can she save him?
Even if living Buddhas and immortals come, they will not be able to save the world.
Xuanyuan Yu leaned on Xia Ruyan's shoulder, curled her lips and said, "Does this woman think she is the reincarnation of the Medicine God?"
Shen Qingfeng stared, but he remembered that Ah Yue had asked him to inquire about the Tan family's motorcade's trip to Chang'an City...
"Miss Ye, don't talk nonsense. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't get involved." Song Su frowned.
"Brother Song, let me try." Chu Yue looked at him.
A pair of bright eyes, like the bright moon, made Song Su dizzy when he looked at them.
"Countless doctors in Tan City concluded that my son was dead half a month ago." Lord Tan City said: "I will never allow you to defile my son's body!"
"That's because they are all a bunch of quack doctors, and I am a miracle doctor!" A smile appeared on Chu Yue's lips, loud and strong, like a ball of fire.
The red dress on her body swayed, and the fox in her arms was slightly drunk.
That arrogant attitude attracted everyone's attention!
City Lord Tan was stunned.
How could there be such an arrogant woman in the world?
At this moment, Qin Sangong, Ye Ruoxue and others also came out to watch the fun.
An idea flashed in Chu Yue's mind, and she pointed her finger at Qin Sangong, who was trying to see Song Su's downfall, "I guarantee with the head on Uncle Qin's neck that I will be able to cure Young Master Tan."