Chapter 85 Master: Disciple, your qualifications are too poor
The traitor stood up and walked towards the door.
"Where do you want to go again?"
Master asked you.
"Check/Bar to listen to music."
Chu Xiu waved his hand and pushed the door open.
The moment the door closed, Master ducked into the void and followed him.
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Another living room.
Zhu Yong and the others are waiting patiently.
The door was pushed open.
A handsome boy with a slender figure, skin as white as snow, and eyes as bright as stars stepped in.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"
Zhu Yong stood up first and greeted Chu Xiu.
Facing the Holy Son of Taisu Holy Land, he must bow even if he is the empire's king.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I am Zhu Ziyu, the Crown Prince of Dazha. I cannot welcome you from far away, so I would like to extend my courtesy."
Zhu Ziyu handed over his hand.
Chu Xiu waved his hand, indicating they didn't need to be polite.
After sitting on the main seat.
Pour yourself a cup of spiritual tea.
The lingering water vapor covered his deep eyes.
He stared at Zhu Yong for a moment.
Sigh.
Not seen for decades.
The cheap uncle is also old.
The temples are gray, and there are wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.
I remember those days when I was so heroic and powerful that I could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. How majestic it was.
Now, his face is filled with vicissitudes of life and exhaustion.
In recent years, the emperor has not done as he wished.
Zhu Yong sat opposite him and listened to his sigh.
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Being forced by a minister to live in such a state.
Presumably, His Highness must look down on me as the emperor very much!
"Please, Your Highness, save my entire Zhu family..."
Take a deep breath, stand up, take two steps back, and kneel as you speak.
Chu Xiu raised his hand and held his knees with invisible force, preventing him from kneeling.
"Sit down and talk, the majestic king of a country. It doesn't sound like anything. If you don't feel awkward, I will feel awkward."
Zhu Yong was stunned momentarily, nodded, and sat back down.
Chu Xiu held the teacup and drank the spirit tea in his right hand.
In the hall.
No one spoke for a while; it was very quiet.
Zhu Ziyue's face was hopeful, her big eyes staring at Chu Xiu unblinkingly.
He gently put down the teacup.
Look at the three people.
Smiling lightly, "...To be honest, whoever becomes emperor will have no impact on me or Taisu Holy Land."
"By the way, girl Ziyue told you, right?"
"If you want me to help you, it's not for free."
He held up two fingers and said, "Two conditions."
Zhu Yonggong cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please tell me, as long as our Zhu family can handle it, let alone two, any number of conditions will do."
"One, I want to take away two items from the royal treasury."
"Two, all the assets of King Zhenbei will belong to me afterward."
Zhu Yong didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement.
The royal treasury contains many things, but everything will be empty if the whole family is destroyed.
The assets of King Zhenbei were not theirs in the first place. Chu Xiu wanted them, so he just took them.
"Um..."
Chu Xiu nodded, "Okay, you guys go back!"
Zhu Yong was stunned and looked at Zhu Ziyu.
Zhu Ziyu immediately understood what his father meant. He stood up and asked hesitantly, "I wonder what the Holy Son Palace needs us to do?"
It's not that they don't believe in Chu Xiu.
Zhou Long is a powerful warrior on the third level of the Great Sage. His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, went to practice without a protector. How should we deal with him?
They have no bottom line, so they are asking this question.
"Just go as usual and leave the rest to me."
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The three of them left half an hour later.
In a spacious, gorgeously decorated bedroom.
Old Demon Chu lay down tiredly.
Not far away, Master, with a rosy complexion, was drinking tea at the table.
"Master, you are so cruel..."
"Haha, what's wrong with you?" Qi Mengdie glanced at him and sneered.
"What do you think?"
Looking at the little pride in her eyes, she wished she could have a great kidney/body immediately.
Or you may feel that you are too conspicuous and not very reserved.
She sat on her waist, with a slightly red face, and scolded you as if she were a cold fairy.
"You traitor, don't come here, I am innocent of you... don't talk nonsense."
Chu Xiu:???
[Jie Jie... Look, everyone knows everything, and she still says she is innocent? Tongzi wants to give your master a breakthrough point and reward her with the annual Golden Broom Award...Gah! ]
The corners of Old Demon Chu's eyes twitched; he looked up at the sky, speechless and choked.
How can we stop this woman from being arrogant?
"Cough~"
Qi Mengdie frowned slightly and lightly opened her red lips, "I have deduced it before, and there are big holes in your plan."
"If the most important Fairy Baguio is poisoned and defeated, what will you do?"
The corners of Chu Xiu's lips raised, "Who said I'm just a chess piece like Fairy Baguio?"
"Without six back-ups, we can't guarantee everything. How could I wade into this muddy water?"
"Do you have any backup plans?"
"Dang."
"Tell me about it; I'm here to deduce it for you." Fairy Master became interested.
Chu Xiu shook his head and refused: "Don't say it, don't say it. If you say it, you won't be called a backhand."
"You don't believe me?" Fairy Master was dissatisfied and frowned.
Chu Xiu curled his lips.
"Why should I believe you? We have an ordinary master-disciple relationship."
"As a master, you come here to inquire about your disciple's secrets. Do you think it's ridiculous?"
"You..."
"What am I? I am. We are innocent. Don't talk nonsense." Chu Xiu looked at her seriously and even at him with a little disgust.
"Haha, traitor, I think your qualifications are still lacking." Qi Mengdie sneered and stood up slowly.
".... Don't come over!!!"