Zhao Fenghua had previously set a trap for Meng Junyi, and now it was truly karma, a cycle that never failed to return. It was just that the retribution had arrived rather quickly.
Even if Zhao Fenghua was courageous and powerful, he wouldn't have dared to bet against Ji Ruyue even if he had ten or eight more guts. Even if he won, Ji Ruyue might just tear him apart.
But Ming Qi had anticipated this and immediately sealed his escape route.
Most of the outer sect disciples were well aware of Zhao Fenghua's plot to murder Tie Mohan, which was precisely what made Zhao Fenghua completely embarrassed.
Respect, face!
After all, Zhao Fenghua was at the peak of the ninth level of the Acquired Realm, halfway to the Innate Realm. If he publicly admitted to murdering a Tianqi Academy disciple, he wouldn't have survived.
But the key was that his escape route was sealed!
After a long silence, Zhao Fenghua suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I dared to bet, could you possibly find a notary?"
Knowing that Ming Qi had just joined the Biyou Sect and was completely unsupported, Zhao Fenghua felt that a gamble was the best option. After all, the dean of Tianqi Academy had long since disappeared, leaving Tianqi Academy without support. Even if he accidentally lost Ji Ruyue to him, would he dare use her? Besides, it was simply impossible.
Besides, Ji Ruyue was no pushover. He could easily prioritize protecting the honor of Xuanwu Academy, and then, if Ming Qi, the shameless little thief, coveted the dean's beauty, and then proposed such a shameless and despicable bet, then, boy, you're doomed!
Wow, hahahahaha!
Thinking of this, although Zhao Fenghua didn't show it on his face, he was already beaming with joy. This extreme psychological gap made him inexplicably excited.
"Notary? No problem." Ming Qi snapped his fingers contentedly, then turned to Yue Qinglong beside him. "Little Yueyue, call your fierce sister!"
"Call me Brother Long!"
Yue Qinglong glared at Ming Qi like a resentful woman, then reluctantly reached out and gently pressed the jade pendant at his waist. A faint azure light flew out and flew into the rear of the Biyou Sect.
Just as everyone was bewildered, a cloud of azure clouds suddenly floated in the sky, and within it, a tiny azure dragon poked its head out.
Zhao Fenghua, who had been enjoying his own plans, was delighted when he saw the tiny dragon.
"You!"
Unsure of what to say, he pointed at Ming Qi and uttered only the single word, "you." "You wanna make a bet? I heard the stakes are still with that little Ji Ruyue girl. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it. So, get started!" Before anyone could recover from their shock, the miniature blue dragon actually spoke.
Ming Qi's mind skipped a beat. That voice was definitely the mysterious woman who had instantly detonated Lei Tong. However, her tone was completely different this time. Last time, it was commanding, unbending. This time, it was adorable. Ming Qi could smell the strong aroma of gossip no matter how hard she tried! So cute, so gossipy!
Yes, that's the kind of passion a cute girl gets when she sees gossip!
Ming Qi suddenly felt like she was bursting into tears, almost blurting out, "Girl, you're a passionate person too!"
But Ming Qi knew she truly couldn't say that. If she spoke too quickly, her words would vanish like Lei Tong's.
"The little dragon can talk!"
Not everyone in the Outer Sect knew about the existence of this adorable yet fierce girl. Many of them were only around the fifth level of the Acquired Realm, purely chores and porters.
"Really? So cute!"
Ming Qi looked up decisively and saw the mini dragon tumbling and tumbling above his head.
Wait! What is this?
As soon as Ming Qi looked up, something sparkling and refreshing, like a string of beads, suddenly fell onto his face.
Ming Qi instinctively reached out to touch it.
Holy crap!
Slippery! So greasy!
Looking up again, he saw the slippery, bead-like substance oozing out of the mini dragon's mouth.
"Holy crap! I'm drooling!"
Ming Qi hadn't expected something like this to actually drool!
It was truly depressing.
In the distance, Meng Junyi gazed up at the tumbling miniature Azure Dragon, his brow furrowed in thought.
"How did I startle her?"
He muttered to himself, then suddenly realized something. He turned around, his expression complicated, and looked at Yue Qinglong beside him.
"Junior Brother Yue, do you know her?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Yue Qinglong nodded like a chicken eating rice.
Meng Junyi grew increasingly shocked, staring at Yue Qinglong as if he were a monster. "Are you serious?"
Yue Qinglong chuckled, his signature scoundrel look on his face. "It's just a dragon."
...
"So, Zhao Fenghua, I've got the notary."
Ming Qishi wiped the Azure Dragon's saliva from his face speechlessly, grinning strangely.
"You dare drool in my face, sister? I'll take you down someday."
At the same time, he was secretly competing with himself. Although his body was thirteen, his soul was already approaching forty. He was in the prime of life, at the height of his youth and beauty. This mysterious woman, whose voice he had only heard but never seen, was quite tempting to explore.
But Zhao Fenghua had no time to pay attention to the glittering drool on Ming Qi's face. His mind was now tangled in the most profound secrets.
This guy actually found a notary! And it was her!
Never mind. This is the end of my lifelong reputation, Zhao Fenghua.
After a moment's thought, Zhao Fenghua simply gave up on all further considerations and said bluntly, "Since we've found a notary, let our bet officially begin!"
Ming Qi was naturally pleased. You set a trap for me, and now you've tripped yourself up. You deserve it.
As they spoke, the two men were already bracing themselves in the open space, ready for a fight—no, a bloodbath.
"Hey, wait!"
Before Ming Qi could move, he heard the gossipy, cute voice of the girl above him again. It was so cute and melodious.
Looking up, as expected, the icy, chilling feeling returned.
Ming Qi's forehead furrowed. "Fuck, can you please not float over my head?"
But of course, he couldn't just yell out loud; he had to be more tactful.
So, he changed his tone and said, "Um, can you please float over that guy's head?"
"No!"
Xiao Long's answer was crisp and clear, not a shred of ambiguity.
What?!
"Why?"
Ming Qi found his patience, which had been crumbling before him, drastically reduced. He had never felt such a strong urge to send something flying.
"You like stepping on other people's heads, so I'll step on yours."
…
Speechless for a moment, Ming Qi grimly waved to Zhao Fenghua in the distance, giving her the middle finger.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Ming Qi's patience was running out. "Hey, sister, what's wrong with you?"
Boom!
Everyone's jaws dropped, and those who knew who the little blue dragon represented were even more stunned.
It looked like this gambling battle was going to be incredibly bumpy!
"Where was I?" the little blue dragon asked, blinking, ignoring Ming Qi's call for sister.
"Wait a minute."
At that moment, Ming Qi felt like a fucking monkey.
"Oh, right. Since we're using that little girl, Ruyue, as a stake, how could she not be here? I'll call her over."
Then, a voice, nearly piercing the ears, echoed throughout the Xuanwu Courtyard for several miles.
"Ji Ruyue, come quickly! Someone's using you as a stake!"
...
The echo of this voice truly resonated for three days, reverberating in the air for a long time before fading.
It was incredible that a loach the size of an arm could produce such a majestic and vast voice.
But the roar was indeed effective. Before the voice had even fallen, a slender woman dressed in black, her face covered by a veil, appeared at the gate of Xuanwu Courtyard.
The woman, not looking ahead, first raised her head and stared at the small blue dragon tumbling above Mingqi's head. The veil obscured her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
After a moment's observation, she turned her gaze towards the crowd before her.
"Zhao Fenghua, are you out of your mind?"
Ji Ruyue's footsteps were light, seemingly slow but incredibly fast. In a few breaths, she was in front of Zhao Fenghua.
"Dean, Dean!"
Zhao Fenghua's face changed drastically, and he didn't know what to say. Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He pointed at Ming Qi and said, "Dean, Dean, it's him. He's threatening the reputation of our Xuanwu Academy. Even more, even more!"
He left the sentence unanswered, deliberately paving way for Ji Ruyue to question him.
As expected, Ji Ruyue asked, "Even more?"
"This shameless little thief not only threatens the reputation of our Xuanwu Academy, but also covets you, Dean. That's why he proposed such a shameless bet. I couldn't stand it, so I accepted his challenge. My own death is a small matter, but your reputation, Dean, is greater, and the reputation of Xuanwu Academy is greater!"
Zhao Fenghua spoke righteously, his voice stern, and his eloquence eloquent. In an instant, Ming Qi was reduced to a worthless wretch.
"Damn it! How dare you slander me!"
Ming Qi sneered, saying nothing. He calmly reached out and wiped the saliva from his face.
"Master, look! That shameless little thief can't help but drool..."
...
Everyone could see that the saliva was clearly coming from that shameless little dragon.
This guy was lying with his eyes wide open!
"I've seen scumbags, but I've never seen such a scumbag!" Ming Qi shook his head.
"It's scumbag!"
The mini dragon chimed in, gossiping, while drooling crystal clear water fell onto Ming Qi's head.
Ming Qi chuckled. The drool wasn't important right now; it was his reputation! His reputation! He had to maintain his image of wisdom and might!
Ji Ruyue clearly didn't believe Zhao Fenghua's words, but Zhao Fenghua was a disciple of his Xuanwu Academy after all, and he couldn't let him ruin his reputation at this moment.
"Well, if that's the case, go teach that brat a lesson. You know the sect rules."
With that, Ji Ruyue said nothing more. She stepped back a few steps, stood on a high vantage point, and watched quietly.
With Ji Ruyue's permission, Zhao Fenghua felt much more at ease. He turned and glared coldly at Ming Qi, his face filled with hatred, as if someone had dug up his eight generations of ancestors' graves.
If he could quietly kill Tie Mohan without violating the sect rules, he could also kill this annoying guy!
"Alright, let's get started! I'm still waiting to get back to eat my fruit!"
The mini dragon cried, rolling over.