Miao Qi Miao
Chapter 154 Spilled Water Can Be Retrieved 2
I opened the drawer, took out a hundred-yuan bill, and threw it towards the window.
After the bill flew out the window like a hidden weapon, it lost its force and floated to the ground.
I raised my voice and said, "I'll buy back your face with money too. However, I think your face is only worth this hundred yuan. Not making you pay for my window is already giving you face."
My voice paused slightly: "If you feel that your face hasn't been bought back, you can make an appointment, choose a place, and we can have a fight to the death. I, Li Po, will accompany you to the end."
I was talking to the people outside the window, but my eyes were looking at the people in the room.
The warlocks of the martial world can probably be divided into two categories. One category relies on feng shui and fortune-telling. Within the profession, they are generally called buyi shushi (commoner warlocks) or mayi shushi (linen-clad warlocks). The other category is people like me who fight ghosts and monsters with swords and spears. Within the profession, they are generally called daidao ren (sword-bearing people).
Buyi shushi and daidao ren are not completely distinct. Sometimes they cooperate, but most of the time they do their own business.
Lao Liu had already made a name for himself among the buyi shushi. Today, I want to make a name for myself among the daidao ren.
At that time, I didn't even know who I had thrown out. I only knew that if I didn't suppress their arrogance today, these people would cause trouble for me.
As soon as I finished speaking, someone in the crowd said with a livid face, "Friend, I'll take on the challenge you've issued on behalf of Lao Wang, who you threw out."
"We don't need to wait until the end of some business to see the truth. Mr. Xiang's business, Lao Wang and I won't take a penny, and we'll still compete with you for it."
Xiang Yue quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Sun, we intend to entrust Mr. Li with this business. Please be kind enough to let it go."
The man surnamed Sun shook his head and said, "Director Xiang, I'm sorry, this is a matter between us warlocks. I can't agree to stop, but I can guarantee that we will complete the business first."
The man surnamed Sun looked at me coldly and said, "Friend Li, do you dare to bet on this? Let's bet one hand and one eye from each of you three."
Betting hands means: If we injure someone, we must cut off our hands. Betting eyeballs means: The loser is blind and doesn't recognize Mount Tai (an idiom for not recognizing someone important).
I looked at the other party with a smile that was not a smile: "Why should I bet with you? Am I out of my mind?"
"You..." The man surnamed Sun was so angry that his face turned livid: "So, you're just a..."
I slammed the table with one hand, murderous intent burst out in my eyes, but the words in my mouth seemed unhurried: "You'd better think carefully before you speak, otherwise, I'll pull out your tongue first, and then throw you out."
That person immediately didn't dare to speak anymore. His cultivation should be about the same as the person Ye Yang threw out. That person had no power to resist, so how could he be any better?
He originally wanted to say a few polite words, but I choked him back, making his face turn red and white, not knowing what to do.
Fortunately, his companions were not all watching the excitement, and they forcibly dragged him out.
Only then did I look at Xiang Yue.
Xiang Yue strode up to my table and bowed deeply: "Xiang Yue apologizes to you on behalf of my daughter, Yun Ya."
I raised my hand and slammed the water basin on the ground, and the clear water in the basin spilled all over the floor.
In full view of everyone, Xiang Yue knelt on the ground, took off his clothes, dipped them in the water little by little, and wrung them into the basin.
It's not that I'm unsympathetic, but the dignity of warlocks cannot be violated lightly.
I looked at Xiang Yue kneeling on the ground and wiping the water, and said to Xiang Yunshang, who was full of tears, "Xiang Yunshang, do you think I'm unsympathetic and aggressive?"
"I can easily let this matter pass, and end up with a result where everyone is happy."
"This is the way of the martial world, but not the backbone of warlocks. After accepting a mission, a warlock is equivalent to going into battle with their head held high. A little carelessness will leave this seven-foot body in some desolate mountain."
"If it is because the warlock's skills are not good enough and they die in a foreign land, we have nothing to say, because taking the employer's money is equivalent to selling this life. However, if the employer obstructs the warlock's actions because they are slightly unhappy, who can we warlocks complain to?"
"I, Li Po, am insignificant and cannot represent the entire warlock community. However, I must not allow the matter of insulting warlocks to be easily dismissed in front of my eyes."
My voice sank: "If I easily let Yun Ya go, I will not only be sorry for the blood I shed on the blade, but also have no face to see those warlock predecessors who died in battle during missions."
"The rules they worked so hard to maintain, the dignity of the warlock way established with their铮铮铁骨 (zheng zheng tie gu, unyielding spirit), cannot be abandoned because I, Li Po, want a little profit."
"Shu zhe you xin! (Warlocks have heart!)"
I didn't look at Xiang Yunshang again. The warlocks present also bowed slightly to me at the same time. They are also warlocks. Although they have been smoothed out by the rapids of the martial world, they have also experienced years of licking blood from the blade. My maintenance of the dignity of the warlock way is to maintain the interests of the warlocks.
It's just that my persistence is likely to be a joke.
Let them laugh if they want to!
Only when warlocks straighten their spines can they stand tall and upright.