There was no such thing as gratuitous hatred in this world, nor was there any such thing as gratuitous love or negative emotions.
Hence, when Lü Shu was still wondering if this Xu Mujun was after his beauty, he suddenly saw the + 666 negative emotions from Wen Zaifou. Lü Shu immediately understood what was going on.
This Xu Mujun was sent by Wen Zaifou? But why did Wen Zaifou want to plant someone around him? A dignified Emperor Of Heaven had designs on a mere Commander Wu Weijun like him. Wasn't this too strange?
Could it be that although Wen Zaifou said that he believed that there was no deeper connection between him and Zhang Weiyu, he actually still had doubts in his heart?
This time, Lü Shu was a little troubled. Then should he take Xu Mujun's money or not …
No, should he accept Xu Mujun as a slave …
Lü Shu felt that rather than pretending to accept her, it was better to reject her directly. After all, under normal circumstances, Lü Shu did not know who sent her, so Wen Zaifou should not be angry out of humiliation.
Lü Shu said, "Miss Mujun, I really can't afford to keep a slave, so it's better if you don't sell yourself to me."
Xu Mujun was stunned on the spot and did not know how to react. She did not seem to have expected Lü Shu to say this.
Mo Xiaoya and the rest were shocked when they heard Lü Shu's words. One must know that Xu Mujun looked like a character. The reason why the city geniuses beside Sun Zhongyang were excited just now was not because of the male slave …
It was because they did not expect to see such a good-looking slave here! Otherwise, why would Sun Zhongyang accept Xu Mujun's words and choose to prove that he understood poetry? The more outstanding they were, the more unobtainable they were, the more Sun Zhongyang and the others wanted them. To put it simply, they were cheap …
When Wen Zaifou made his move, he had to be impeccable in all aspects. This Xu Mujun was a virgin that he had carefully selected from the Intelligence Division. She was an all-rounder!
But Wen Zaifou couldn't figure out why Lü Shu would refuse …
The way Mo Xiaoya looked at Lü Shu changed a little. Usually, when they heard of storytellers telling stories, or when they invited opera troupes from their own residences, they liked to watch the stories of those extraordinary men the most. And Mo Xiaoya liked those who were calm and unperturbed.
Nowadays, the children of Royal City were comparing their slaves every day, and all of them were female slaves. Even if they thought with their toes, they could guess how the children of Royal City had to struggle with the female slaves every day when they returned home.
Just thinking about it makes me sick!
And so, Mo Xiaoya looked at the side of Lü Shu's face and suddenly fell into a daze …
But at this moment, Lü Shu looked at Xu Mujun's teary expression and felt a little sorry for her. He pondered for two seconds and said, "If you're still not satisfied, you can give me your money. That way, I'll carry your money as if you're by my side, seeing money is like seeing your face …"
Mo Xiaoya suddenly felt as if there was a clean and transparent mirror in her heart, shattering … shattering all over the floor with a crash …
"Received negative emotions from Xu Mujun, + 666!"
"Received from Mo Xiaoya …"
Sun Zhongyang looked at Lü Shu and felt like his teeth were starting to hurt. The female slave that he had yearned for was given to this young man for free, and this young man didn't even want it! He only wanted money and not the slave!
In the end, Xu Mujun said, "Alright, you have a point. Then please take my money."
As she said that, Xu Mujun took out a stack of godnotes from her sleeve and handed it to Lü Shu. She said pitifully, "This is my life's savings …"
If Lü Shu didn't know that she was sent by Wen Zaifou, he might really feel a little sorry for her. He was also a man who had worked hard to earn money, and he knew how difficult it was to earn and save money. But now it was different. Now he could only sigh at how generous Wen Zaifou was in giving him funds. Who knew if Wen Zaifou would still send people to his side in the future? Thinking of this, he actually felt a little hopeful …
Sun Zhongyang and the others watched as Lü Shu took the money and turned to leave. What else could he do? Wait for him to regret it?
"Miss." Mo Xiaoya patted Xu Mujun on the shoulder. "Good-looking men are all up to no good. Take this money. Think of it as a lesson!"
With that, Mo Xiaoya stuffed a stack of godnotes into Xu Mujun's hands and left. By now, Mo Xiaoya didn't like Lü Shu at all. After all, Lü Shu had betrayed her, and now, Lü Shu was greedy for money. Mo Xiaoya's good impression of him had dropped to zero.
Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu walked in front, and Lü Shu handed the godnotes to Xiaoyu. "I'm afraid this is a spy sent by someone. We need to be more careful on the road."
Lü Shu wondered how the other party could be so sure that he would enter the slave market, and that he would even be able to enter the inner court.
Unless … unless the other party had set up a trap in front of the slave market, causing him to bump into Sun Zhongyang and the others at the entrance. For example … the thief gang?
Perhaps the other party was just creating an opportunity. Whether or not Lü Shu would take the bait, that was up to the heavens.
If that was the case, then Lü Shu had to admit that this was an ingenious plan. Half of it was prearranged, and the other half was up to the heavens. It was the most natural.
If it didn't work this time, there might be a next time. The other party had plenty of time to wait for an opportunity to succeed. As long as they succeeded once, they would be safe.
When they returned to the caravan, Lü Shu noticed that Sun Zhongyang and the others didn't even look at him. They seemed to despise him.
Lü Shu chuckled. He wasn't part of the plot, so of course he couldn't understand what he was doing. But how could he explain it to Sun Zhongyang and the others? Or rather, did Lü Shu need to explain it to them? There was no need.
There were many passers-by in this world. Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu had depended on each other for many years. They had long learned how to ignore other people's opinions. Now, as long as Lü Xiaoyu didn't despise him, he didn't care.
At night, Lü Xiaoyu actually gave Lü Shu a lot of snacks in the carriage, as if it was a reward …
Lü Xiaoyu pushed the snacks to Lü Shu. "Here, for you!"
…
The next day, before they set off, Lü Shu suddenly felt that something was wrong with the caravan. Sun Zhongyang and the others were looking at him coldly. Lü Shu looked at his clothes. He didn't wear the wrong clothes.
In the end, Xu Mujun suddenly appeared. "I will go with you to Royal City."
Lü Shu was stunned for a long time. What was going on? He thought there would be a new spy with new money. Why was it still this Xu Mujun?
No wonder Sun Zhongyang and the others looked at him with such hatred. So it was jealousy …
Mo Xiaoya boarded the carriage. Her voice came from the other side of the carriage. "There are no good gigolos. There are so many idiots in this world."
She was a little regretful now that she gave Xu Mujun money. Otherwise, Xu Mujun wouldn't have the money to become a customer of this caravan.
A young man beside Sun Zhongyang sighed. "Is this true love? She still wants to go to Royal City on such a long journey. It's so touching! "
Sun Zhongyang was disgusted. "Shut the f * ck up!"
Lü Shu suddenly realized that after Xu Mujun appeared, Sun Zhongyang and Mo Xiaoya's negative emotions didn't stop …
The caravan set off again!
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