Chapter 8 1.008 Contempt
Everyone in Tiandao Sect stared at her dumbfounded. They had probably never seen a child who asked for money so straightforwardly and was unwilling to talk to them. Their eyes were so stunned.
Seeing that Brother Ji from Tiandao Sect didn't respond, he stood there dumbfounded. Qiao Mu first glanced at him with contempt, then poked his little hand in front of him again, and continued to weigh it a few times!
"Pfft -" Prince Lotus really laughed, her brows and eyes curled up with laughter.
The leaders of Tiandao Sect put down the profound stones in their hands in a daze, and stared blankly at the child who led the way.
The child's face has changed from contempt just now to super contempt now, his eyes are thin and angry, and a pair of apricot eyes are round, as if he is looking at an inseparable enemy, staring at Tiandao Sect's brother Ji.
【You bastards, don’t you have no money? ? 】
"The dignified Heavenly Dao Sect, it's not that I can't even pay out a mere amount of tolls!" Prince Lian understood the little guy's eyes again in seconds, and translated it very kindly.
Senior Brother Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, and with a stiff hand, he reached into his arms, took out a small silver bag and threw it on the small hand of Qiaomu's little friend, "Take it!"
The child unceremoniously opened the silver bag in front of him and looked at it. There were more than a dozen pieces of silver in the silver bag, which was a considerable asset in this small mountain village.
However, the child did not seem satisfied with the small silver bag, and smashed the silver bag on the face of Senior Brother Ji with his backhand. On the small face like a woodcut, the eyes overflowing with disdain and contempt were almost substantive. Flowing out.
The small eyes that looked at the people of the Tiandao Sect were really worrying and panicking.
Crown Prince Lian laughed again, opened her mouth and translated, "Send the beggars! Too few!"
"Pfft—" This time, the dozen or so black-clothed youths behind Prince Lian couldn't help but laugh.
Qiao Mu turned his head abruptly, a pair of black eyes that were as deep as a cold pool in a dry well, stared at Mo Lian coldly, turned his head to look at Senior Brother Ji again, took a step forward, and raised his small hands high.
The green and soft fingers poked and poked in front of Senior Brother Ji again.
Although the prince looked disgusting, he was the smartest one in the group and could understand what she meant.
Brother Ji couldn't tell whether it was funny or angry, he turned his hand and took out two more bags with gold thread embroidery from his arms and stuffed them all into the little guy's hands.
Qiao Mu looked over and saw that there were fifty taels of gold in each of the two bags. As soon as the bag was collected and stuffed into his arms, Qiao Mu turned around and walked down the mountain without looking back.
"Jojo." Looking at the neat back of the little guy taking the money and leaving, Mo Lian laughed and followed her small body with a flutter, "It's really ruthless. Look, I'll help you. After explaining a game, you can get a pretty generous reward, shouldn't we become good friends?"
The one who responded to him was the little boy who turned his eyes and glared coldly, and then the little guy ran down the mountain. The speed burst out in an instant, which made Mo Lian deeply stunned.
"Haha, I'm embarrassed." Mo Lian chuckled lightly, and with a flick of her figure, she swept across the forest like catkins and green smoke, chasing in the direction of the little guy.
The group of black-clothed entourage behind the young prince was a little stunned. what happened? His Royal Highness actually ran after such a cruel little girl?
Your Highness, what about your aloofness?