[Quick Travel] How can I not be stabbed

"First, as the saying goes, 'you don't doubt when you hire someone, but don't use someone who doubts'. The father's use of Ayao can not only win the reputation of being a talented person, but also attract those capable people who have no background to come to join him. Among other things Two, Ayao is so capable. Didn't his father see it with his own eyes when he rescued the child in the lotus pond that day? What can't be done by wind and waves?"

"Hahaha! Well said! Since that's the case, how about a bet with your father?"

"Father, please speak."

"Bet on whether Murong Xingyao has a different heart. If you lose, then you can be your little prince with peace of mind, and don't think about your so-called freedom."

"...Okay. What if the child wins?"

"Then let the prince's inheritance stop at being a father."

"Father! It's a deal?" Zhou Chenxuan's eyes lit up.

"It's a word."

But at this time, outside the door, Murong Xingyao heard Zhou Chenxuan's hopeful and confident words, and for some reason, his heart ached.

Not only did he think about how he would face this person who believed in him wholeheartedly if that day really came.

"Guilty value +30."

Zhou Chenxuan was surprised when he heard this value. He knew that Murong Xingyao was right outside the door, so half of what he said just now was to fit the character design, and half was for him on purpose, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good. It actually made the guilt value reach 50 all of a sudden.

"Abai, Abai, how much guilt must be achieved this time before Murong Xingyao will give up the idea of ​​revenge."

"100 yo."

"...That's basically impossible, right?" Zhou Chenxuan rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Yeah, so Ah Xuan has to keep working hard!" The white tiger's cheerful voice sounded in his mind, and Zhou Chenxuan was so angry that he wanted to pluck off his proud white hair.

Two days passed by in a hurry, and today is the day for Weihu Camp to select the banner officer.

Zhou Chenxuan swaggered down the street with the white tiger.Perhaps because of the novelty, it attracted a large wave of onlookers.

"Hey! Whose young man is this? He looks so handsome!"

"Look at that outfit, you must be from a rich family, right?"

"Hey, where did the big bug come from! The man here is really brave!"

Zhou Chenxuan frowned slightly uncomfortably, and walked a few steps quickly, followed closely by the white tiger.In the eyes of outsiders, it is the White Tiger Protector.

While everyone was guessing the identities of the main pets, Zhou Chenxuan and Bai Hu were also communicating in their heads.

"Ah Bai, hurry up, time is running out."

"If you hadn't been sleeping late after peeking at the erotic pictures yesterday, would we be in such a mess?"

"What erotic pictures? That's the script! The script!"

"Okay, okay!" Baihu decided not to care about this person whose IQ has dropped below the level of ordinary people after reading the script.

By the time they arrived at the martial arts arena, the martial arts competition had already begun.The drummers lined up in two rows and rhythmically beat the big drum in front of them, and the flag bearers waved the black military flag on the high platform.

The others were all dressed in black outfits and stood aside.The whole venue is full of serious and depressing atmosphere.

When Zhou Chenxuan came in with the white tiger, everyone consciously made a passage, bent down and lowered their heads, and called out respectfully: "Little prince."

"Hmm." Zhou Chenxuan walked up to the side-by-side king and bowed, "My son sees the king."

Zhou Ziyan nodded, motioned him to stand aside, and made a gesture towards the stage. The flag bearer understood and stopped waving the flag.

The two people who were forced to stop the contest due to the arrival of the little prince, started fighting back and forth again.