Chapter 180: Seeing the poor dagger, there are ducks in the wind...(2/2)
Did the lord deliberately induce them to hire Zhuang Xian to kill the king?
Really?
They couldn't believe that more than a hundred people were messed up in the wind and all in bad condition.
Everyone looked at Zhuang Xian in shock, only to see Zhuang Xian nodding to Master Qing, and saying in an old voice: "We haven't seen you for many years, my lord is already the God of Martial Arts. In the future, my martial arts future will definitely be better than that of old age. Congratulations."
Master Qing gave a simple salute and said: "I haven't seen my senior for many years, and I am very pleased that he still has the same style. I wonder if I am still satisfied with the annual salute?"
Zhuang Xian nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Satisfied, my lord is very generous."
Master Qing said: "Starting from this year, we will double the amount. Senior, don't refuse."
Yin Zhu, Han Cang and others watched in disbelief as the greetings between Qing Zhu and Zhuang Xian turned to stone.
The last bit of luck in my heart was crushed to pieces by the living reality in front of me.
They were plotted by the Lord!
After planning for so long, they thought they had hired a martial arts immortal to be their sword, but they didn't expect that this martial arts immortal took the money and came, but he came to deal with themselves.
Extremely ridiculous! Extremely sad!
Yin Zhu took a deep breath, looked at Zhuang Xian with a pale face, and said in a dry voice: "Master Zhuang Xian, I gave you three million before, and I can give you another ten million!"
"From now on, your Excellency will be the great hermit guest of the Supreme Lord, and I will pay you one million yuan every year!"
"As long as your Excellency can fulfill the previous agreement, everything else can be discussed."
Zhuang Xian sighed, shook his head and said, "In today's world, there is not a single martial saint who comes from a poor family. Even the martial arts saints who come from a poor family are pitifully few."
"But I happen to be a martial arts immortal who comes from a poor family. It is very likely that he will be the last martial arts immortal who comes from a poor family."
"So, I can take your money, but I can't do what you want me to do. Do you understand what I mean?"
The hearts of Yin Zhu and others all sank into the ice cellar.
Chapter completed!