Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Chapter 270 We Don’t Recognize

"Stop dawdling, Third Young Master Jiang, we're still waiting for the prize money to be distributed!" the girls urged impatiently.

Wang Yunshan was certain that it was impossible for Young Master You to be hit by three arrows in a row, because she had invited Young Master You at the beginning of the game, but he declined on the grounds that he did not know how to play pitch pot.

Jiang San Shaozhu gritted his teeth and patted You Shaoxia on the shoulder twice, placing all his hopes on You Shaoxia. "Brother, be more confident. Come on!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Young Master You held the arrow in his hand, repeatedly aiming and retracting it, and stopping several times when he wanted to throw it, making the hearts of those waiting for the result in their throats.

Those who participated in the game of throwing pots were young martial artists who arrived early last night. Although they all had martial arts skills, the game of throwing pots did not rely entirely on the level of martial arts skills. Moreover, the distance of the pot was deliberately placed almost twice as far as that of ordinary people when playing the game.

Seeing that Young Master You was holding the arrow but was hesitant to shoot, the girls here rudely urged him, "Hurry up! Are you scared? If you are, just admit defeat."

"Are you guys stalling for time because you can't stand losing? We're all just gangsters, can you please be more straightforward?"

"Yes, hurry up! I'm waiting to win the iron whip to give to my father to make him happy." As soon as you heard these words, you can tell that they were said by someone who has a grudge against each other between the two families.

The owner of the iron whip glared angrily: "Huang Ying'er, don't be so complacent! It's not that easy to humiliate me!" Then he said to You Shaoxia: "You Feng, hurry up! Just win if you can, don't be polite to them, and don't lose face for us men!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a clang, and You Feng's first arrow hit the mouth of the pot and fell to the ground. After that, no matter how he aimed or how others instructed him, he missed the target without exception.

"Sorry, everyone! I tried my best." You Feng said with a guilty look on his face.

"Ahhh, we won! Sister Nuannuan, we won! Ying'er, let's go divide the spoils!" Wang Yunshan was so happy that she almost jumped up, and pulled Ji Nuan and Huang Ying'er to run towards the servant who was holding the prizes.

"Miss, please wait a moment." You Feng suddenly stopped in front of Ji Nuan, a blush on his handsome face, but his eyes were very open. "Their prizes were agreed upon before the competition, and since you and I joined at the last minute, now that you have won, you can choose any of my belongings as a prize."

Ji Nuan looked at You Feng, a trace of regret welling up in her heart. After all, he had been dragged into the competition because of her impromptu participation, and had shouldered the expectations of all his companions for nothing. Now that he had lost the competition, he must feel bad. How could she have the nerve to ask for his things with a clear conscience?

Then, she smiled sincerely with her peach blossom eyes and said, "That's not necessary. Young Master, you were dragged into the competition because of my last-minute participation, and I already feel guilty about it. If I take something from you again, I will feel even more guilty. Let's forget about the prize this time."

You Feng frowned slightly and insisted, "How can that be? The key to victory lies in the ten arrows you cast. Now everyone else has a chance to win, but you can only watch and gain nothing. This is unacceptable."

Ji Nuan hadn't expected You Feng to be so persistent. She looked him over again. He wore no jewelry, save for a dagger at his waist. It was clearly his most cherished possession, and she couldn't take it away from someone else. After careful consideration, she finally smiled and suggested, "Give me ten taels of silver, then I'll have something to gain."

You Feng, "This... isn't a good idea, is it?" There was no gold or silver in that pile of things.

The other girls went to get their winnings. Wang Yunshan watched anxiously and urged impatiently, "What's wrong with that? Sister Nuannuan said so, just do it! Don't stand here dawdling, I still have to hurry to get the Feiyun Sword!"

As expected, the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger, so I have to avoid her.

You Feng quickly pulled out a silver note from his pocket and handed it to Ji Nuan: "Well, since you insist, I will respectfully obey your order. Here is the ten taels of silver note, please keep it."

Ji Nuan took the banknote and nodded to You Feng with a smile.

Huang Ying'er couldn't wait for You Feng to say anything else and pulled him aside. "Young man, why are you so fussy? If you're okay, just get out of the way. I'm anxious to get Yan Fang's iron whip!"

After she finished speaking, she rushed to the tray where the prizes were placed. Just as she reached out for the iron whip, the next moment the iron whip and the tray were taken away by the Third Young Master Jiang.

Huang Ying'er reached out to take it again, but the Third Young Master Jiang dodged left and right with the tray, his movements as agile as a dragon playing with a pearl, leaving Huang Ying'er helpless for a moment.

She was so angry that she yelled, "Jiang Lanyi, you bastard, can't you just stand up for yourself? You looked down on us women and deliberately made a big bet. Now that you've lost, you don't want to admit it. You have no way! Sisters, come on together!"

"Hey! I didn't say I don't recognize you." Jiang Lanyi raised a sly smile, holding the tray far away with one hand, and shielding himself with the other hand, saying: "This match is unfair. We originally won, but you added someone at the last minute. We don't recognize this result!"