"Who is it? Is it that liar Sun Xingzhe?"
Zhu Junlan rushed out of the gate like a wild dog that had escaped the reins.
Ge Wuyou quickly followed.
Opening the door to heaven, a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance stood outside.
The middle-aged man is tall, with slender legs, ape-like shoulders and wasp-waisted body. The proportions of his skeleton make people feel extremely comfortable at first sight. He has a golden proportion body shape, tall but not clumsy.
His eyes are black and white, like deep and clear springs, bright but mysterious, with thick sword eyebrows, plump cheeks, a nose like hanging gallbladder, and a mouth like painted elixir. He is the kind of person who will be remembered deeply by just one glance. He is a handsome man with a masculine figure, wearing a moon-blue scholar's robe, with a square jade button on his forehead, and an unsheathed and unbladed long sword hanging on his waist, which fully demonstrates his unrestrained and unrestrained temperament. .
This appearance, coupled with this kind of attire, immediately makes people think of those wandering rangers who draw swords to help when they see injustice on the road.
Seeing this man, Zhu Junlan and Ge Wuyou were stunned.
"Uh...it turns out to be Mr. Tan..."
Zhu Junlan bowed subconsciously.
Ge Wuyou was very surprised and said: "Master... Master, why did you come back early?"
The middle-aged man is Tan Congyuan, the keeper of the Tower of Heavenly Man in the Beihai Empire.
"Oh, I came back early. My dear disciple seems very surprised. Don't you welcome me as your master?"
As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, a strong aura of playful smile filled the air, and the knight-errant temperament formed by his handsome appearance and chic clothes suddenly collapsed.
"Well… "
A small black tic-tac-toe appeared on Ge Wuyou's forehead. He suppressed the complaints in his heart and said, "Master, are you eating and drinking for free, and are you being chased for debt? That's why you escaped early. "
"Where can I find a disciple who talks about his master like that?"
The middle-aged man suddenly looked angry.
Ge Wuyou looked at him steadily and said nothing.
The middle-aged man broke through again and said: "Uh... Haha, this time my dear disciple guessed it right again. He really knows that he is a teacher more than a disciple. Hehe, yes, I just owe money again, good disciple, Please give Master half of the Thousand Profound Stones first, so Master can repay the debt."
The sad expression on Ge Wuyou's face became even more intense.
"No money."
He pointed at Zhu Junlan and said, "I lent him all the mysterious stones."
Zhu Junlan's facial muscles suddenly twitched crazily.
When he mentioned this incident, he almost wanted to commit suicide by swallowing feces.
He still can't figure out why three gold-level titled heavenly beings with great prospects would join forces to deceive him. Isn't this killing himself
"oh?"
Tan Congyuan looked at Zhu Junlan and said: "Master Zhu, you actually borrowed the mysterious stone from our poor master and apprentice? Did you go whoring, or did you go gambling, and you were able to spend all the mysterious stones on you?"
Zhu Junlan's face was as dark as coal.
"You guys talk first, I'm going back."
He turned and left.
After entering the Tower of Heaven and Man and sitting down, Ge Wuyou prepared wine and food.
Tan Congyuan couldn't wait to eat and drink like a storm, and asked: "Tell me, what's going on? You are willing to lend out the mysterious stone that you regard as life. This is beyond my understanding of you."
"I didn't want to borrow it."
Ge Wuyou gave the answer, "But the interest he gave was too high."
Then, he recounted everything that happened in the capital these days.
"I missed so many fun things?"
Tan Congyuan, the tower guard, looked regretful and said: "If I don't leave, I won't leave. This time I will stay in Beihai and never leave again."
"Are you because you owe too much debt and are being hunted with nowhere to go?"
Ge Wuyou mercilessly exposed the master's scars and said, "Tell me, is the debt you owe this time a debt of favor? Or a debt of money?"
"Evil disciple, how can you talk to Master?"
Tan Congyuan reprimanded and said: "Weishi returned this time with a mission. Haha, this time the preliminary evaluation of the Beihai Empire rating will be presided over by Weishi. Hahaha, this is a great opportunity to make money. Ahaha, this time, I will definitely squeeze out all of Li Xueye’s family fortune.”
Li Xueye, the real name of the contemporary Beihai Emperor.
Only a few people know.
Among the few people who know this name, only a handful dare to shout it out so directly.
Tan Chongyuan is undoubtedly one of them.
"If I remember correctly, the name of the 109th true love you mentioned is Li Xueqin, right?" Ge Wuyou asked melancholy: "If I remember correctly, Li Xueqin is the Human Emperor of Beihai My sister, and you still owe her a lot of money."
Tower guard Tan Congyuan said solemnly: "My blackmail of the Beihai Empire is a public matter, but the sincere and touching love between me and Princess Huaiyang is a private matter. Public is public, private is private. As a teacher, you must make a distinction between public and private."