Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

However, Sang Fuqing seemed to be accustomed to it and felt a little numb.

Given Sang Fuqing's current living environment, it is highly likely that no one would speak to him so rudely. Although he holds a low position, he is still a civil servant after all. Ordinary people generally would not provoke him, and people with a little status would not say such vulgar words.

But if he had been hearing such words since childhood, his first reaction would be wrong. However, Sang Fuqing seemed to be used to it and somewhat numb.

Given Sang Fuqing's current living environment, it is highly likely that no one would speak to him so rudely. Although he holds a low position, he is still a civil servant after all. Ordinary people generally would not provoke him, and people with a little status would not say such vulgar words.

But if he had been hearing such words since childhood, his first reaction would be wrong.

"Also...Xu Jiao'er seems to be a little emotional when she heard that you will be promoted to an official position." Sang Fuqing was afraid that Li Huoyue would worry, so he quickly added, "But don't worry, I have controlled her, and she should not ruin your plan."

Li Huoyue listened to Sang Fuqing's last sentence and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Oh?" Li Huoyue walked towards Sang Fuqing step by step. Sang Fuqing's posture became more and more nervous as Li Huoyue got closer.

This shouldn't be the reaction.

Sang Fuqing doesn't seem to be a person with strong psychological quality. If he were such a person, his expression would be more indifferent and clear. He would clearly know how the other party scolded him and give a certain response.

However, Sang Fuqing seemed to be accustomed to it and felt a little numb.

Given Sang Fuqing's current living environment, it is highly likely that no one would speak to him so rudely. Although he holds a low position, he is still a civil servant after all. Ordinary people generally would not provoke him, and people with a little status would not say such vulgar words.

But if he had been hearing such words since childhood, his first reaction would be wrong.

"She seems unconvinced, and looks like she wants to stop you from being given an official title before her..." As Li Huoyue retreated, Sang Fuqing breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.

"So, you control her because you want me to be promoted to an official position smoothly?" Li Huoyue asked again.

Sang Fuqing nodded, trying to look well-behaved and obedient, and not threatening.

Li Huoyue smiled and said, "Don't you think this is contradictory?"

After saying that, Li Huoyue had already started thinking about how to deal with Sang Fuqing later, and the leaves in his hand were squeezed a little harder.

The clan leader knew that he would be given an official title, so he asked Sang Fuqing's mother not to cancel the engagement. However, he controlled Xu Jiao'er so that he could be given an official title smoothly. The "cooperation" he mentioned at the beginning was just bullshit.

You came here late at night just to talk nonsense?

Li Huoyue didn't believe it.

Sang Fuqing's attention was completely on Li Huoyue's hand. Seeing the leaves in Li Huoyue's hand slowly being clenched, Sang Fuqing's heart also tightened.

He was totally unaware of what was wrong with his words. He laughed dryly and replied, "Haha... no way..."

After hearing the answer, Li Huoyue loosened his grip, letting the leaf slip from his hand, and turned around to return to his seat.

But, people cannot be killed now.

Kill him the day after tomorrow.

Li Huoyue thought to himself.

Before the leaf fell to the ground, Sang Fuqing's face changed and he jumped up. With everyone's eyes still on him, he did something that no one would have thought of -

I knelt down instinctively.

Hearing a "bang" sound behind him, Li Huoyue turned around in surprise.

He is worthy of being the former top scholar in the imperial examination. Even though he has lost the youthful vigor and vitality he had in the past, his straight back and the handsome face of a scholar make him look dignified even when he is kneeling.

Sang Fuqing raised his head, ignoring the gazes of others, and asked almost pleadingly: "Can you... not kill me first?"

"She seems unconvinced, and looks like she wants to stop you from being given an official title before her..." As Li Huoyue retreated, Sang Fuqing breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.

"So, you control her because you want me to be promoted to an official position smoothly?" Li Huoyue asked again.

Sang Fuqing nodded, trying to look well-behaved and obedient, and not threatening.

Li Huoyue smiled and said, "Don't you think this is contradictory?"

After saying that, Li Huoyue had already started thinking about how to deal with Sang Fuqing later, and the leaves in his hand were squeezed a little harder.

The clan leader knew that he would be given an official title, so he asked Sang Fuqing's mother not to cancel the engagement. However, he controlled Xu Jiao'er so that he could be given an official title smoothly. The "cooperation" he mentioned at the beginning was just bullshit.

You came here late at night just to talk nonsense?

Li Huoyue didn't believe it.

Sang Fuqing's attention was completely on Li Huoyue's hand. Seeing the leaves in Li Huoyue's hand slowly being clenched, Sang Fuqing's heart also tightened.

He was totally unaware of what was wrong with his words. He laughed dryly and replied, "Haha... no way..."

After hearing the answer, Li Huoyue loosened his grip, letting the leaf slip from his hand, and turned around to return to his seat.

But, people cannot be killed now.

Kill him the day after tomorrow.

Li Huoyue thought to himself.

Before the leaf fell to the ground, Sang Fuqing's face changed and he jumped up. With everyone's eyes still on him, he did something that no one would have thought of -

I knelt down instinctively.

Hearing a "bang" sound behind him, Li Huoyue turned around in surprise.

He is worthy of being the former top scholar in the imperial examination. Even though he has lost the youthful vigor and vitality he had in the past, his straight back and the handsome face of a scholar make him look dignified even when he is kneeling.

Sang Fuqing raised his head, ignoring the gazes of others, and asked almost pleadingly: "Can you... not kill me first?"

"She seems unconvinced, and looks like she wants to stop you from being given an official title before her..." As Li Huoyue retreated, Sang Fuqing breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.

"So, you control her because you want me to be promoted to an official position smoothly?" Li Huoyue asked again.

Sang Fuqing nodded, trying to look well-behaved and obedient, and not threatening.

Li Huoyue smiled and said, "Don't you think this is contradictory?"

After saying that, Li Huoyue had already started thinking about how to deal with Sang Fuqing later, and the leaves in his hand were squeezed a little harder.

The clan leader knew that he would be given an official title, so he asked Sang Fuqing's mother not to cancel the engagement. However, he controlled Xu Jiao'er so that he could be given an official title smoothly. The "cooperation" he mentioned at the beginning was just bullshit.

You came here late at night just to talk nonsense?

Li Huoyue didn't believe it.

Sang Fuqing's attention was completely on Li Huoyue's hand. Seeing the leaves in Li Huoyue's hand slowly being clenched, Sang Fuqing's heart also tightened.

He was totally unaware of what was wrong with his words. He laughed dryly and replied, "Haha... no way..."

After hearing the answer, Li Huoyue loosened his grip, letting the leaf slip from his hand, and turned around to return to his seat.

But, people cannot be killed now.

Kill him the day after tomorrow.