"Mu Zhuoyun, I see that the two young talents of Bo City have performed outstandingly today. Let's end it here. As the leader of Bo City, the arrogant words of the youngsters should be dismissed with a smile. "Principal Zhu finally opened his mouth.
All of the guests present actually knew about the conflict between Mofan and Mu Zhuoyun. They also knew that if Mofan lost, he would have to kowtow and apologize to Mu Zhuoyun until Mu Zhuoyun was satisfied.
Mofan's performance had truly caused a stir among the crowd. A genius who relied on himself to cultivate to the third level of Fire Burst was definitely worthy of everyone's admiration.
At this moment, Mu Ningxue's pair of eyes also fell onto Mu Zhuoyun's face. She also hoped that her father would drop the matter.
In this duel, if it wasn't for Yu Ang having the advantage of many pieces of Magic Equipment, then he would have lost to the unexpected Mofan. Mu Ningxue felt that there wasn't any glory in winning this duel.
"Just drop it? How is that possible! "Mu Zhuoyun coldly snorted.
Whatever he wanted, he dared to run in front of his face and scold him. How would he, Mu Zhuoyun, be able to show his face in Bo City in the future? A win was a win, he had to fulfill his promise!
"Mo Jiaxing, what are you so happy about? Did you know that your son is going to kowtow to him?" an old gardener said from a side seat.
"What kowtow?" Mo Jiaxing said with a blank face. Mo Jiaxing was happy because he never thought that his son would be able to move all of the important figures in Bo City.
"F * ck, don't tell me you don't know that old man Mu Zhuoyun made a bet with your son. If Yu Ang loses, Mu Zhuoyun will personally apologize to you and your son for what happened back then. If your son loses, he will have to kowtow to old man Mu Zhuoyun and apologize until old man Mu Zhuoyun is satisfied! Our family's children only say a few words about Mu Zhuoyun in secret, but your son has already scolded him in front of his face several times. Even if he is an important figure, he will still get angry. Today, he doesn't plan on letting Mofan go! "the gardener said speechlessly.
Mo Jiaxing didn't know about the bet at all. He really was a muddle-headed father.
Mo Jiaxing was also stunned. He really didn't know there was such a thing!
Mo Jiaxing was very clear about his son's stubbornness and arrogance. To make him kowtow and apologize in front of his classmates, teachers, neighbors, and Mu Ningxue in this kind of situation?
What were the children nowadays like? There were some who jumped off a building to commit suicide after being slapped. Kowtowing to someone in such an occasion was something that they would never be able to raise their heads for the rest of their life!
Mo Jiaxing hurriedly stood up and ran to the main seat in the middle.
"Old Master Mu, Old Master Mu …" Mo Jiaxing shouted to Mu Zhuoyun.
"Oh, Mo Jiaxing?" Mu Zhuoyun narrowed his eyes. He still remembered this old driver.
"For the sake of so many years, please don't make things difficult for a child. Think about it, there are so many people here today. Many of them are his classmates, teachers, and friends …" Mo Jiaxing hurriedly pleaded.
"Don't, don't. Don't talk about these years. It's like I didn't pay you a salary. That time, I already gave you face for your diligence. This time, I won't let him off no matter what!" Mu Zhuoyun's attitude was very firm.
Mo Jiaxing also panicked. He really didn't think there would be a kowtow and apology.
Now that they were in the prime of their lives, if they were to kowtow and apologize in front of so many people, how would their self-esteem be affected?
"Then … then I'll represent him, I'll represent him. It's the father's fault for not teaching his son well. I'll represent him to kowtow and apologize. I'll get up when you're satisfied." Mo Jiaxing said with a panicked face.
Just as he finished speaking, this old driver really knelt down in front of so many people. That pair of eyes full of wrinkles looked up at Mu Zhuoyun.
Everyone's gaze fell on Mo Jiaxing.
Mo Jiaxing faced this kind of gaze and also felt a huge sense of humiliation.
However, thinking about it carefully, if Mo Fan, who had already cultivated magic to the point where he could look down on his peers, were to do this kind of thing, the humiliation would be magnified countless times.
He had already won the approval of this Bo City's big shot. He had even almost defeated Yu Ang, who the Mu Family had focused on nurturing. He must have worked very hard in these three years … He was a very smart child. The reason why he would recklessly make this kind of bet with Mu Zhuoyun was because he wanted to help his old father, who had accomplished nothing, regain the face of being chased away like a dog.
This son of his was much stronger than him. In the future, he would become a very, very outstanding magician. How could he kowtow to someone today? It would be a lifetime of trauma. He was just an old driver, an old man without any future prospects. This kind of shameful thing for a lifetime was not painful or itchy to him.
Looking at Mu Zhuoyun, Mo Jiaxing saw that Mu Zhuoyun was clearly not going to be appeased. He clenched his teeth and kowtowed.
On the duel stage, Mo Fan suddenly saw this scene. It was as if his heart had been shot by an arrow. He had never felt this kind of pain before.
A high and mighty person would always be high and mighty.
A lowly and lowly person would always be lowly and lowly.
Was everyone really equal in this society?
If it was really equal, then he wouldn't have been chased away just because he was close to Mu Ningxue.
If it was really equal, then even his house wouldn't have been taken away. The house that his family used to shelter from the wind and rain was only a drop in the ocean for Mu He's wealth!
If it was really equal, then there wouldn't have been so many magic tools that were piled up with money in front of countless people. It was like a huge mountain that made him, a commoner, feel like he couldn't surpass it!
In the old era, class was actually very clearly marked out. It allowed people to clearly know where they were in this society. The most frightening thing in this era was that there were clearly different classes, but people were completely unaware of it. They definitely wouldn't tell you before you left school. Once you stepped into society, it would be like a bolt from the blue, hitting you unprepared and causing you to be in so much pain that you wished you were dead!
Kneeling people? Sitting people?
Most of the time, standing was no different from kneeling!
"Dad, stand up." Mo Fan faced Mo Jiaxing and Mu Zhuoyun.
Mo Jiaxing turned his head, but he didn't have the courage to stand up. Mo Jiaxing was too afraid that Mu Zhuoyun would want Mo Fan to personally apologize.
Mu Zhuoyun still sat there, indifferent.
Mo Fan glanced at his father who had once again made such a huge sacrifice for him, and then glanced at Mu Zhuoyun who still didn't have the slightest intention of giving up.
"Dad, don't return the gift to Mu Zhuoyun so early. The duel isn't over yet." Mo Fan looked at Mo Jiaxing, his eyes filled with coldness and anger!
"Return the gift??" Mo Jiaxing completely didn't understand what his son was saying.
Mu Zhuoyun also didn't know what nonsense this guy was saying.
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