Chapter 1340
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Murong Qian's body trembled.
It's fine if Gu Ruoyun's reputation is only worth ten million gold coins but who does Chu Luo think she is? She's only a tiny little female guard. Five million gold coins is enough to buy many of her lowly lives!
"Lord Left Emissary, you must uphold justice for me in this matter!"
Murong Qian gritted her teeth fiercely and turned towards the Lord Left Emissary. Her expression instantly turned extremely aggrieved as she said, "They're simply demanding an exorbitant price and are trying to extort the Murong family! Ten million gold coins, are they trying to rob us? Even bandits are not as ruthless as them. "
"Lady Murong, you're wrong. It's not ten million gold coins, it's now fifteen million." Zi Yun kindly corrected her. "Besides, are you saying that my Master isn't worth that ten million? Are you saying that the members of the Secret Order aren't worth ten million? "
The Left Emissary was just about to speak when he was silenced by Zi Yun's words once again. His handsome face turned ashen with anger and his eyes turned cold.
"Murong Qian, the members of the Secret Order are very expensive and the compensation for losing their reputation is also very expensive! Give them the fifteen million gold coins! "
Murong Qian's expression changed greatly in an instant. She never thought that the Left Emissary would stand up for these people!
She bit her lip at the thought of this and her entire body trembled with anger. However, she did not dare to say another word. Otherwise, if she were to say the wrong thing, she would probably have to pay another million gold coins. Hence, Murong Qian, who was filled with rage but had no way to vent it, turned her gaze towards the thieving young man.
"How dare you steal from the Murong family? Who gave you the courage to throw your life away?"
The young man stumbled back in fear and did not dare to look into Murong Qian's eyes which were filled with rage.
"Xiao Qian," Wen Ya's expression changed. She then stepped forward and said, "Wen Yin is the grandson of an elder of the Wen family so let's just forget about this matter. I can give you whatever compensation you want. Let's pretend that this never happened."
Even though Wen Ya hated Wen Yin for embarrassing himself in a situation like this, she must protect him. Otherwise, this fellow's grandfather would certainly cause endless trouble with the Wen family!
"温雅, get out of my way. I must teach this stinking brat a lesson today!"
Murong Qian pulled out her whip and lashed it towards Wen Ying's face. The whip carried a vicious aura as it coiled itself around his neck like a venomous snake.
"Xiaoqian, stop!"
There was a loud bang as an aura exploded from Wen Ya's body and shook Murong Qian's whip away. The swift and fierce whip then lashed back at Murong Qian.
At this moment, it was too late for Murong Qian to stop...
The long whip lashed hard on her face. In an instant, a bloody scar appeared on her face. It was so painful that she cried out miserably. She clutched her face tightly with both hands and hesitated.
"Little Qian …"
Wen Ya was in a daze. She stared at Murong Qian whose face was covered in blood and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart. It was so cold that she could not even move her feet.
She had clearly controlled her powers. How could she have hurt Murong Qian and even ruined her face? If this matter were to reach the Murong family, Master Murong would never let her get away with it...
The Murong family and the Wen family's power was on par with each other. If a war were to break out, both sides would suffer great losses.
Wen Ya's heart trembled at the thought of this. She simply could not understand how she had hurt Murong Qian.
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