The disciples from the Penal Court surrounded Mu Qianyu and prepared to take action.
"Wait a minute." Mu Qianyu said again, "Deacon, it doesn't make sense for you to arrest people without asking why."
"I am the deacon of the Penal Court. Is there any problem with taking you back for trial?" Leng Qianchi asked.
Mu Qianyu can now basically conclude that these people are all working together, and they are actually cooperating with each other. This means that he will not give up until she is imprisoned in the punishment hospital.
Then she would be even more unable to let them get their wish.
"There is a problem, and I have a good reason not to go back with you." Mu Qianyu stood there, his voice full of disdain.
Leng Qianchi laughed in anger, and asked: "Then I want to hear your reason?"
"It's very simple, I don't accept you, I think you are not worthy of judging me." Mu Qianyu raised an eyebrow at him, probably afraid that he wouldn't understand, and explained word for word: "I mean, you are too weak!
"
As soon as this statement came out, there was a complete silence. This was a provocation, a provocation by Chi Guoguo.
As a disciple, how dare you blatantly provoke the deacons of the college? This courage is as high as heaven.
"Bastard!" Leng Qianchi immediately became anxious and said angrily, "I'll show you what I'm capable of."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to capture Mu Qianyu.
Mu Qianyu stretched out his hand to stop him: "I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you so anxious? You might not accept it if I beat you here. If so, do you dare to go to the ring?"
"What did you say?" Leng Qianchi suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
"Why does poor strength affect hearing?" Mu Qianyu sarcastically pointed at Cui Zhen and said, "Tell him what I said?"
"She said she wanted to go into the ring with you." Cui Zhen relayed subconsciously.
Leng Qianchi laughed angrily: "Mu Qianyu, you are seeking death."
"Don't say those useless things, just say do you dare?" Mu Qianyu raised her eyebrows at him, her eyes full of provocation.
"Okay, let me compete with you. If I lose, I won't hold you responsible for what you did today, and I pack up and leave. But what should you do if you lose?" Leng Qianchi had a smile in his eyes.
He is a full six realms higher than Mu Qianyu. With this difference in strength, no matter what tricks the opponent plays, he will definitely win without any suspense.
Mu Qianyu looked him up and down with a look of disbelief on his face: "You are so old and you still have the nerve to make a bet by beating up a kid like me? What's going on? Can you bring glory to your ancestors if you win?"
The disciples around him couldn't help laughing when they heard this, and it was indeed Leng Qianchi who had taken the initiative to propose a bet, and it was clear that he was bullying the children.
Leng Qianchi also blushed, but he was thick-skinned, so he immediately said: "Do you just say you dare or don't you dare?"
"You're showing off your face, I can't give you any face." Mu Qianyu said, "I'll leave if I lose. I don't need to trouble you to interrogate me. I won't take advantage of you."
"Okay, I won't arrest you for now. We'll see you in the ring tomorrow." Leng Qianchi said harshly.
He must let this little kid know what absolute strength is.
"No, I was tired from fighting that guy just now, and my wrist hurts." Mu Qianyu waved his wrist and said, "I want to take care of you for two days, and I will fight you again in three days."
Cui Zhen was so angry that his chest was heaving up and down. He hit someone and said his hands hurt. He didn't bully people like that.
Leng Qianchi smiled and nodded: "Okay, three days is all, I want to see what tricks you can come up with."
Cui Zhen was about to cry but had no tears, so he was beaten in vain? He also obeyed orders, why should he bear the responsibility alone?
Mu Qianyu got his wish and turned around to leave.
The surrounding disciples were furious after Mu Qianyu left, and they all ran away to spread the news.
Some disciples and deacons came to the ring to compete. This kind of new thing had never happened before. They were lucky this time.
Zhao Dacheng and several other neighbors caught up with Mu Qianyu and said, "Sister, what did you say two days ago? Didn't you say you weren't impulsive?"
"I wasn't impulsive, I did it after thinking about it." Mu Qianyu said seriously.
"It would be even more outrageous to do it if you think about it. Have you beaten Deacon Leng?"
"So his surname is Leng." Mu Qianyu murmured. Seeing Zhao Dacheng's serious expression, he quickly replied: "I can't beat him."
"Then you go to the ring?" Zhao Dacheng was almost stunned by Mu Qianyu.
Although one thousand spiritual stones is a large amount, it doesn't mean that your future will be ruined just because of it.
"There are still three days left. Maybe I will be able to fight by then." Mu Qianyu said calmly.
"..." Neighbors.
Sometimes they really couldn't figure out whether Mu Qianyu was smart or stupid, but there was nothing they could do to dissuade him at the moment. They could only wait and see what happened.
Mu Qianyu returned to his room, and Xiao Ruo, who was following him, suddenly said: "You can't beat him, no matter what."
"Don't worry, your sister will naturally have a solution." Mu Qianyu winked at her.
"Humph, who is worried about you?" Xiao Ruo turned around and walked out, still looking indifferent.
When Mu Qianyu saw this, there was a smile in his eyes. It seemed that the delicious food he had fed these past few days was not in vain. The child talked a lot.
"Miss, why are you still laughing? I heard..."
"Stop." Mu Qianyu stretched out his hand to stop Lan'er, then lay lazily on the bed and said, "I know it well. You have time to cook something delicious. Don't worry."
"But I..."
"Okay, let me think about the method carefully." Mu Qianyu waved his hand.
"Okay." Lan'er then walked out depressedly.
Mu Qianyu thought so seriously that he quickly fell asleep. When he woke up, he had a dinner and was ready to go back to sleep.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, she smelled a familiar aroma, lingering faintly in her nose, making her feel inexplicably at ease.
She opened her eyes, and sure enough, Beichen Ye was already sitting on the chair beside the table, pouring water on her own.
"Don't use my cup, okay?" Mu Qianyu complained.
"Not good." Beichen Ye responded calmly.
Mu Qianyu sat up helplessly and said, "Do you know that you come here in the middle of the night every time and it affects my rest?"
"Then do you want me to put you to sleep?" Beichen Ye chuckled, staring at her with eyes as dark as ink, with a hint of teasing in his gentleness.
Mu Qianyu really couldn't stand the look in Beichen Ye's eyes. He looked away and said, "Don't come here. You must know that I'm in trouble and you're here to help me."
"Just know my intentions for you." Beichen Ye's gentle voice revealed absolute confidence: "I will handle this matter, you don't have to worry."
Mu Qianyu immediately shook his head: "That's not possible. I can handle my own affairs myself."
"What's your own business?" Beichen Ye's eyes were dangerous.
Mu Qianyu immediately thought of the consequences of not allowing him to help at the palace banquet, and quickly made amends: "We have a good relationship, but I can't always rely on you."
"Why not? You and I have the same mind. It is only a matter of time before we become one."
"You can only do it sooner rather than later. If it's too late, you'll have to burn paper for me." Mu Qianyu laughed at himself and said: "I will not choose to drag you down, and I can't fight alone."