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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Seven - The Battle of the Young Masters(2/2)

"Join the caravan. On the way to the homeless city, it was difficult and dangerous, and it was almost dead. I have long reflected quietly that the world is like the sea, and we are like small boats. Small boats go with the flow. It seems free and free, but there is a lot of helplessness and pain. Only when the higher the cultivation level and the greater the power, the small boat becomes a big boat, can it fight the wind and rain and provide a shelter for those who care about."

Wu Youling's words were plain and not passionate at all. But everyone could hear a sense of pride.

"Okay, ambitious." Wei Yang laughed.

Wu Chiwen also cast a surprised look.

She and Wuyouling have been together for a long time, but she has not seen the latter's gentle appearance, and she has such ambition hidden.

"My lady is a genius of Xingwu. It is more than enough to be a homeless young master." Xiaodie stood behind Wuyouling and interrupted with a proud look on her face.

"Xiaodie..." Wuyouling looked embarrassed and slightly angry. She glanced at Xiaodie.

Xiaodie stuck out her tongue.

"Haha, that's right. Since that's the case, we two will help you, become a beautiful woman, and help you become a homeless young master." Ling Yun laughed and felt relieved.

It is not surprising that Wu Youling can have such ambition.

The poor children were already in their family, and Wu Youling was not happy in childhood and was bullied by family. The caravan also taught her to clearly recognize the cruelty of the world and her own insignificance and weakness. No matter how gentle a person is, he will be able to do so when he is stimulated like this.

But Wuyouling is kind-hearted and different from Fang Bai. She wants to become stronger, not only for herself, but also for the sake of her own, but for the happiness of the people around her.

"Haha, this year's Young Master Assessment has passed. It will take the next year that Sister Xinci will have a chance. However, the competition for the Young Master is very fierce. My father has many children, and there are only one Young Master as a position every year, but there are hundreds of competitors." Wu Chiwen smiled and took the initiative to make suggestions for Wuyouling.

But she felt a little dissatisfied.

Wu Youling's cultivation is low, and now she is only one-level high-level. She is not qualified, and she is not even as high as the average, so she has no potential to show.

Her mother's family is the Zhang family, who have always had deep grudges with homelessness, which is her major political disadvantage.

She is alone and has no power. Who will support her?

The only advantage is Wu Yanfei's favor. Wu Yanfei spent a huge price for her, almost defiant change, and turned Wu Youling, who had no hope of practicing, into a cultivator. This is a treatment that no other children have.

But this advantage, in some ways, is also a disadvantage.

Wuyouling was isolated, and even Wu Chiwen's heart was hidden in her envy and jealousy.

For all the reasons, it is really difficult for Wuyouling to become a homeless young master and has little hope.

Ling Yun naturally knew these disadvantages of Wuyouling. In his previous life, six years later, Wuyouling became the young master. However, one time and another, Wuyouling had a single force in his previous life, but Ling Yun had more help from this life...

"Don't worry, I'll help you, and you won't need next year. This year, you can get to the position of the young master!" Ling Yun laughed loudly, looking like a strategic plan.

"Then let's wait and see." Wu Chiwen smiled and agreed, and curled his lips secretly, feeling that Ling Yun's more and more talked about it, and he was so arrogant.

Wei Yang put down the wine glass in his hand: "Brother Ling Yun, it is a big deal to fight for the young master at home. As an old and important official in my family, I cannot get involved."

"It doesn't need Brother Wei's help. This plan was built more than two years ago. Everything is thanks to You Nuan'er." Ling Yun said with a smile.

"oh?"

For a moment, everyone on the table focused their attention on Su Nuan.

As the focus of his sight, Su Nuan still had a cold face, but she was reborn in her heart and couldn't help but secretly complain.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Nan'er, Nuan'er, I'm so stingy. I really think our relationship is so good!"

In a blink of an eye, three or four days passed.

"Cool Li Gong..." In the study, Wuyaozi looked at the secret technique in his hand, his eyebrows frowned, and an impulse appeared in his heart - he wanted to kill this secret technique!

But he had to endure it.

After all, he bought this coolie skill at a high price of 810,000 yuan. He was crushed to death and made him feel distressed.

But whenever I look at this thing, Wuyaozi feels very depressed.

This coolie skill seemed to be silent ridicule, constantly reminding Wuyazi of his stupidity all the time!

At the auction a few days ago, he was plotted by Ling Yun in full view of everyone.

Now, he has become a laughing stock for everyone. Even the relatives around him do not like him.

It would be fine if you are stupid, but you are the young master of homelessness. This behavior is simply a slander for homelessness!

As a homeless young master, Wuyazi's every move represents the image of homeless to a certain extent. His performance in the auction hall is not only a shame for him, but also a sense of pride and superiority in the hearts of the familyless people.

As for Wu Yanfei, he had no statement.

However, this made Wuyaozi even more uneasy.

"No, I must get the venue back. I want my father to look at me with admiration, and I want to change the impression of my tribe members!" Wuyaozi gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Lingyun, you dare to go against me and dare to play with me. I want you to pay a terrible price!" A cold and cold light flashed in his eyes, and he began to think about how to plot against Lingyun.

After this incident, his resentment towards Ling Yun became even more intense and deep, and it was simply a hatred that penetrated into his bones.

"Young Master, Young Master, something is not going well!"

At this moment, a trusted slave ran over and stood in front of the study door and shouted.

"I'm so panicked, what kind of decorum? Get in!" Wuyaozi shouted unhappily.

The door was pushed open, and the servant knelt on the ground with a panic look on his face: "Young master, things are not good. I don't know where it started. Now almost all the streets and alleys of the Homeless City are circulating. It is said that you have failed to compete with Ling Yun for the Anyu Girl. Therefore, you have developed deep hatred, so you must teach Ling Yun a lesson."

"Miss An Yu? That Qin Yanlou's top brand? What a mess." Wuyaozi pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered disdainfully.

But the slave continued: "There are still rumors in the market that you have had a secret deal with Ling Yun in order to pass the assessment, and have done...fake accounts."

"What?!" Wuyaozi roared immediately when he heard this. His face changed drastically, and he stood up from his seat. He pushed the ink arrangements on the desk and fell down.

The slave was cautious and said anxiously: "Young Master, this incident is spread with a nose and a glance. Even the specific transaction time and specific accounts are clearly transmitted. It is said that it has attracted the attention of the Family Internal Affairs Hall and practitioners are to be sent to investigate."

"ah?!"

Wuyaozi was shocked. His head seemed to explode with thunder.

In an instant, the blood on his face faded away and turned pale.

His heart was pounding and his body was weak. He almost collapsed. He reached out to support the desk and then barely supported his body.

This blow came too quickly, too heavy, too suddenly!

"It's over, it's over. Once the fake account is revealed, I will definitely lose the position of young master. This is a violation of family rules, and even my mother is not easy to talk to me. It's useless to ask for marriage to my father! Once I lose this identity, I don't know how many people will put me in trouble!"

When the disaster came, Wuyaozi was extremely frightened and fell into extreme fear.

"How could such news be circulated? I was obviously doing it very secretly. Except for Ling Yun, it is impossible for a third person to know it. It is impossible, it is impossible..."

Wuyazi kept murmuring in his mouth, his eyes were confused.
Chapter completed!
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