Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

Chapter 445

Xu Lesong wanted to say something, but someone who had been sitting in the main stand spoke up: "Li Mengjin, why are you so stubborn? You are an excellent businessman, you should know how to judge the situation."

Li Huoyue had heard this voice before, it was the King of Liang.

The man being hung still didn't speak. Even after being whipped again, he still didn't make a sound, as if he was already dead.

Since we know that the second brother is a businessman, we can just offer equivalent conditions in exchange. What on earth needs to be hung up and whipped to promote compromise?

For a moment, Li Huoyue had a strong sense of absurdity, and everything seemed like a play.

The play with a strong and fast rhythm is constantly being performed, and the actors are crowded on stage as if in a hurry.

If opera singers perform with all their might, it is because there are audiences watching them from the audience, and the audience's attraction to the performers comes from the money in their hands.

So what are these people doing now, in such a hurry and in such a hurry?

Who are the “spectators”?

What is the "silver" in the hands of the spectators?

In the absence of any clear direction, Li Huoyue decided to make a hypothesis first and then verify it step by step. Perhaps the hypothesis would be proven correct later, or perhaps it would be completely overturned and repeated, but at least he would have a start.

Since her mother disappeared, she, Li Huoyue, has frequently encountered strange things.

Assuming that the "spectator" is herself, then what kind of "money" does she have that makes these people rush to "perform"?

Moreover, these people are almost all more powerful than her. What is it that Li Huoyue has that others don’t have, and why is the “absolute right to speak” in her hands?

Li Huoyue’s first reaction was the idea of “time travel”.

"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.