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"However, to ensure my safety, we should also..."
"Where do all these demands come from?"
"All I can guarantee is that he won't die or be crippled."
"No, he's already crippled. He's broken both legs, and I just twisted his arm off."
"Let him stay in the Guiyun Manor dungeon. His food won't be skimped on. You have ten days."
"For stays exceeding ten days, an additional 500 taels per day will be charged for lodging and meals."
Huang Yi interrupted Ouyang Feng's words.
After listening to Huang Yi's words
He had retrieved his cane, gripping it tightly, the veins bulging.
Ouyang Feng was furious
But everyone knew that Huang Yi was a man of his word.
"Ten days?"
Even if I rushed here now and sold White Camel Manor, it would still take two months to travel back and forth.
The journey doesn't take that long
Raising money doesn't happen that quickly.
That's your problem.
"Five hundred taels a day for lodging and food isn't expensive."
How good can the food be if you live in a dungeon?
This isn't expensive.
Ouyang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Alright, the food and lodging expenses will be calculated starting today."
"But you must give Ke'er a good room, not a dungeon, and the food must be decent."
Huang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Sure, you're a senior."
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"Rooms for the inhabitants, one room per person."
"The meal consisted of two dishes and a soup, one meat and one vegetable."
"No, it has to be a superior room, and there should be eighteen dishes."
Huang Yi sneered, "That cook, is he from the imperial palace?"
"That's best"
After speaking, Ouyang Feng realized that Huang Yi was mocking him.
"Ouyang Feng, based on the conditions I just mentioned, one thousand taels per day."
"you"
Ouyang Feng was furious.
Staying in a servant's room, with two dishes and a soup, would cost an extra five hundred taels of silver.
Five hundred taels of silver is enough for Ouyang Ke to live on for ten years.
He only had one day
How could Ouyang Feng not be angry?
I'm so angry I could explode
There's no other way.
"Okay, we'll do it your way."
"But if anything happens to me, Ke'er, I will fight you to the death."
"Don't worry, Ouyang Feng, I'm after money. Why would I want that good-for-nothing's life?"
"I'm not easily intimidated. You're nothing to worry me about."
"I'm in it for the money, and I keep my word."
Ouyang Fengxin
He could only believe
He left behind a harsh remark
He left in a hurry.
This time, he colluded with the Jin soldiers to deal with these martial arts practitioners, fearing they would be surrounded and killed.
He didn't dare to forcibly rescue Ouyang Ke, even though Ouyang Ke was currently in Lu Chengfeng's hands.
Even if he were to be rescued by chance, with Ouyang Ke in tow, he would have no way to escape from Huang Yi's clutches.
They had no choice but to find a way to make money.
Where did the money come from?
Ouyang Feng was also troubled
It's impossible to go back to White Camel Mountain Villa
He couldn't let Ouyang Ke suffer for so long.
Huang Yi naturally didn't need to worry about these things.
Back to the square
He wasn't covered in blood.
Lu Chengfeng has already brought Ouyang Ke over.
Ouyang Ke was a good boy at this time.
He huddled in the corner, too afraid to utter a word.
Only Mei Chaofeng and Guo Jing were injured on the field.
Mei Chaofeng, Huang Yaoshi has already treated him.
Guo Jing has taken his medicine; he should be fine.
He possesses the Nine Yin Manual's method of healing injuries.
Chapter 77 The Three Great Divine Skills of Freedom
The duel has now ended.
Whether or not we should duel again, we'll talk about that later.
Today, due to Ouyang Feng's disturbance, both of them were injured, but neither died.
Huang Yi was indifferent to the result.
He didn't care much about who lived or died.
Huang Yi's appearance garnered a lot of attention.
Its fame will soon surpass that of the Five Greats.
This is to his advantage.
That night, Lin'an city was very lively.
Huang Yi and the others then enjoyed the dishes prepared by Huang Rong.
Mei Chaofeng did not appear; she remained alone in her room.
Now, her mission is complete.
That evening, after dinner, Huang Yi sat alone on a rooftop.
Holding a gourd full of wine, he sipped it slowly, one small sip at a time.
Looking at the moonlight
In the past ten years or so, Huang Yi has reached the pinnacle of the world.
At this moment, he was somewhat confused.
What else can I pursue?
"I have the supreme martial art."
"I have a beauty."
"The realm is currently unavailable."
"Is it the pursuit of something as elusive as immortality?"