Wu Chi swallowed his anger and asked his family to bring 900,000 yuan, and then handed it over to Li Xin.

Li Xin asked Li Jia to count it, and found that he had a lot of money, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Wu Chi cursed in his heart: Who are you, do you think you are? Will you lose your money?

After collecting the money, Li Xin became even more polite. He held Wu Chi's hand and said sincerely: "Brother Wu, please go back with peace of mind and wait for the good news."

Wu Chi was too lazy to talk nonsense and turned around and left.

When he was about to walk out of the gate, he saw Wu Jia calling another court official's name.

Obviously, I don’t know how much I will earn today.

After Wu Chi returned home, the more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged.

He didn't know whether he was wronged or lost his money or his reputation.

He couldn't help but open a jar of wine and wanted to get himself drunk. After getting drunk, he didn't know anything and would no longer worry.

However, as soon as he poured himself a cup, the butler Wu Jia hurried in.

He ran very quickly and had no time to stop, so he threw himself in front of Wu Chi's wine table.

The few low tables were knocked down at once, and a jar of fine wine was spilled on the ground.

Wu Chi looked at the fine wine flowing to the ground and stamped his feet in anger: "This is fairy wine, do you know how much it costs? I have to beat you to death today..."

The unhappiness that has been going on in recent days has completely exploded with Wu Jia.

Wu Jia had long been so scared that he lay on the ground and kept trembling.

He shivered and said, "Master, it's...Young Master Fu Yao here, so the villain is anxious to report the news."

Wu Chi snorted coldly: "No one can save you when he comes. I will punish you again after seeing off the guests."

Wu Jia looked desperate.

Wu Chi hurried to the gate. After walking a few steps, he suddenly came to his senses: "Who is here? Mr. Fu Yao? I have not yet gone to find him, so he will come to me first?"

"The young master put me in the newspaper for no reason, and made me feel ugly. Now I'm here to demonstrate? Have I offended Mr. Fu Yao recently? No..."

Suddenly, Wu Chi remembered something. He once followed people to cheer and advocated that the exiled immortal and Li Xin were defeated. It was precisely because of this that he had to go to Li Xin to get a slap in the face.

Could it be that... from then on, Mr. Fu Yao hated himself, so he used the newspaper to give himself some color?

The more Wu Chi thought about it, the more he was, and he couldn't help but feel a little desperate. He wanted to slap himself twice.

I am really greedy. I have already become a court official and have no worries about food and clothing. What rights do I have to be greedy for? I also have to jump up and cause trouble.

The exiled immortal is a god who has repeatedly created miracles. How can we add common sense to the exiled immortal?

Others cannot defeat the enemy's millions of troops with tens of thousands of people, but the exiled immortal may not be able to do it.

Wu Chi thought secretly: Even if someone says that the banished immortals have destroyed tens of millions of people alone, they must believe it, and believe it without doubt.

But... do you still have a chance to believe it? You have offended Mr. Fu Yao, what should you do in the future?

When Wu Chi first started to go to the newspaper, he was actually indignant and always wanted to ask Fu Yao to argue. But after understanding the reason, he felt more and more that he deserved it.

After calming down like this, he began to be scared and worried about Fu Yao's next revenge.

Otherwise...I'll admit my mistake?

Wu Chi walked while thinking about it.

"Mr. Wu, please stay, stay..." A weak and miserable voice came from beside him.

Wu Chi was startled and turned his head to see a bloody man kneeling on the ground.

The bloody man was naked and there was a bundle of thorns next to him. Young Master Fu Yao was standing beside him and was whipping him with thorns.

The man was beaten so hard that he was covered in blood and blood.

Wu Chi was so scared that his heart pounded and he stammered: "Young Master, this is..."

Fu Yao said hatefully: "A few days ago, I had something to do and didn't have time to stare at the newspaper. This person took his own initiative and made some remarks that slandered the adults."

"After I heard that, I was furious and beat him hard and asked him to take the thorns and apologize."

As Fu Yao said, he whipped hard twice with the jingling sticks.

Wu Chi was stunned and stammered: "The articles in the newspaper are not the young master's idea?"

Fu Yao said, "Of course not. However, this newspaper belongs to mine after all. Although I don't know, I still have the responsibility. Therefore, I am here to apologize today."

Then, Fu Yao bowed to Wu Chi: "Mr. Wu, you have suffered."

Wu Chi was immediately excited and burst into tears: This is the young master, his prince, he actually saluted himself? My God...

Wu Chi returned the gifts repeatedly, constantly wiping his tears.

Fu Yao handed the jingzi to Wu Chi: "Come on, you can beat me a few times."

Wu Chi said he didn't dare.

So Fu Yao beat the man on the ground twice on behalf of Wu Chi.

Wu Chi said to Fu Yao with great emotion: "In the past, the old minister slandered the exiled immortal and General Li. Unexpectedly, the young master came to me personally to explain that I am really... so ashamed."

Fu Yao said with a serious expression: "Mr. Wu, you impeached my master and General Li to be loyal to the country. You know that my master is eloquent, but you have great risks to impeach him. But you still did this without hesitation for my Daqin and the people of the world. Fu Yao admires him very much."

These words made Wu Chi feel warm.

At this moment, he suddenly had an illusion: At that time... was my purpose so noble?

Wu Chi suddenly became proud.

Fu Yao said, "Although Lord Wu was slapped in the face, in my opinion, this is not a shame, it is glory. It is a glory of loyalty to the country and fearlessness. Even if you lose face, you will ask for your life for the people. Even if you go thousands of people, you will be so determined and tragic?"

Wu Chi was so excited when he heard it.

He originally wanted to deny being slapped in the face, but it was a shame after all, and Li Xin had already promised himself that he would help to defy the rumors.

But after hearing what Fu Yao said, he suddenly felt that it was glorious to be beaten. What's more, Fu Yao and Li Xin had a close relationship, so this matter probably could not be hidden from him. Therefore, Wu Chi did not deny it.

Fu Yao said to Wu Chi: "Mr. Wu, in order to express his apology, I want to give you a gift."

Wu Chi waited nervously.

Fu Yao smiled slightly: "Mr. Wu should know that I am Beiming Youyu, right?"

Wu Chi nodded repeatedly.

When Wu Chi was presenting the Exiled Immortal Literature Award, he was also present in person, so he was naturally very clear.

Fu Yao said mysteriously: "I plan to produce a comic strip based on the deeds of all the masters. It tells the story of you fearless, righteous and finally being slapped in the face."

Wu Chi was so excited that he was about to faint.

Fu Yao is the winner of the Exiled Immortal Literature Award. His comic strips are a super bestseller.

How many people in the world have read the previous book of Travels in the North? Even if you haven’t read it, you have heard others tell you that the stories in Travels in the North are known to everyone.

The characters in the North Travels have become heroes in the minds of the people.

Needless to say, Mr. Fu Yao, as the protagonist, even the supporting roles Wang Laoshi and Jufu are deeply rooted in the people.

If this time...if I became the protagonist of the comic strip this time, then wouldn't it be... Oh my God, just relying on this reputation, you don't have to worry about your future, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Chi bowed to Fu Yao and thanked him repeatedly.

Fu Yao patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Then, let's agree."

Wu Chi said, "I've agreed, I've agreed."

Fu Yao said with great concern again: "But if my comic strip is made with great effort, you actually think it is embarrassing to be slapped in the face and refuse to let me publish it, then I will be wasting my efforts."

Wu Chi shook his head hard: "Absolutely not."

He said sincerely: "Young Master, don't worry, how could the official regret the slap in the face? "

Fu Yao said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, then I'll leave first. Lord, heal well."

Wu Chi kept sending Fu Yao to the door and watched them get in the car before coming back.

Fu Yao brought the beaten one into the car, and then he asked the man: "How is it?"

The man smiled: "The little man has thick skin and thick flesh, and he doesn't feel any pain, but the pig blood on his body is a little dirty."

Fu Yao grabbed him a handful of money: "Horse for a while, there are still more than a dozen court officials to visit."

The man replied: "Yes."

Wu Chi closed the door. The happier he became, and he planned to drink it himself and have a few drinks.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the table, he saw Wu Jia kneeling there.

When Wu Jia saw Wu Chi back, he said frightenedly: "Sir, please spare the villain this time."

Wu Chi said, "It's okay, it's just a jar of wine. What's the big deal? You can go and get another jar."

Wu Jia was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, and ran all the way to get the wine.

As soon as Wu Jia left, a servant from the door came to inform him that Li Jia had arrived at General Li Xin's family.
To be continued...