"Don't worry, Young Master Xu. Once this is done, you will be the only master of our Doulu clan. As for that bitch Doulu Jing, it's up to Young Master to deal with it as you please!"
The man in sheepskin looked proudly at Mr. Xu beside him.
Who knows the next moment, he was slapped hard on the face!
"You bastard, Doulu Jing is my concubine's favorite. Is it someone like you who can say whatever you want?"
Mr. Xu had a cold face, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the intimate behavior between Cai Doulu and Yang Dong just now.
The next moment, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, raised his fist and hit the sheepskin man hard.
The sheepskin man said "Ouch", staggered and fell to the ground.
"Mr. Xu, what do you mean? That bitch..."
"Even if she is a bitch, only I can call her that. You are not qualified to do so, do you understand?"
Mr. Xu said, and punched him hard again. Not long after, the sheepskin man naturally had a bruised nose and swollen face, and blood gurgled from his two noses, finally dripping on the ground.
As he was being beaten, he was wailing,
"Remember, I remember! Mr. Xu, please stop first!"
"Hmph, for the sake of your understanding of current affairs, I will spare you this time. If there is a next time, I can help you up or make you kneel down. Doulu Ni, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand!"
The sheepskin man nodded immediately, looking particularly well-behaved.
Seeing this, Mr. Xu nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, go ahead. I don't care what you want to do tonight. That bitch Doulu Jing must be in my bed."
When Doulu Ni heard this, the expression on his face froze.
It's okay if you scream like a bitch, but if I scream, I'll get a beating, right? 33
He suppressed the unwillingness and grievance in his heart, because he knew that now he still needed to rely on Mr. Xu's power.
Only after the Doulu clan stabilizes and regains some vitality can he do greater things.
So he immediately smiled, nodded and bowed:
"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I will definitely deliver that girl Doulu Jing to your house tonight!"
…
At the same time, in Yanfang Tower,
The remaining contestants, including the melon-eaters, all fell into a state of silence.
They were stunned not because of Yang Dong's answer, but because not long ago, the host confirmed Yang Dong's answer with a look of astonishment on his face!
Yes, Yang Dong’s answer is correct!
At this moment, both the other contestants and the spectators began to suspect that there was definitely something shady about this Oiran Competition!
"How is this possible! How could he calculate the result when we haven't even touched the pen?"
"That makes sense. If he hadn't told the answer in advance, how could he have calculated it so quickly?"
"It's not fair. There is nothing fair or just about this Oiran Competition. I'm going to report it!"
Listening to everyone's discussion, a depressed expression appeared on the host's face.
He was not sure whether Mr. Sun knew the answer. But... wasn't this question just asked by the City Lord yesterday?
Logically speaking, even Doulu Oiran should not be able to touch the questions.
Although he still had doubts in his heart, he remained calm on the surface without any disturbance.
He coughed lightly and explained:
"The last question of this third level is issued by the Lord of the City himself. If you have any questions, you can go to the Lord of the City."
As soon as these words came out, those contestants who originally shouted "shady" immediately stopped.
In Wucheng, the city lord is the king of Wucheng!
Speaking of city lords, in fact not every city has its own city lord.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the position of city lord was a very special existence.
Generally speaking, these city lords were nobles of the court and were assigned to a certain city by the emperor.
But at the same time, the city also had government offices and other institutions established by the imperial court. Therefore, the relationship between the city lord and the government government includes both competition and cooperation.
However, the situation in Wucheng is a bit special, because it is always on the edge of war, and the lord of Wucheng is a famous general. Therefore, in Wucheng, the name of the city lord temporarily overshadowed the government office.
When the host saw that no one was offering any further opinions, he struck the gong next to him with quick hands and eyes.
"Bang!"
"I declare that this year's Wucheng Oiran Competition is officially over."
"Let us congratulate contestant Ding Mao for winning the third consecutive championship in this year's Oiran Competition."
"Contestant Ding Mao, in addition to having a private appointment with Doulu Oiran, you will also be personally received by the Lord of the City."
Having said this, he took out a vermilion greeting note from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Dong with both hands.
Yang Dong took the invitation, but a hint of thinking flashed in his eyes.
The lord of Wucheng is Queen Luo Wu, a famous general.
I heard that the new city lord has just taken over the position of city lord for two years. However...it is surprising that this city lord is good at arithmetic because he can raise questions about geometric series.
It wouldn't hurt to meet such an interesting person. After all, I need some help when I'm traveling through Youzhou.
So Yang Dong nodded slightly and said:
"In this case, I will go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow to visit the City Lord."
The host nodded slightly and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a scream.
"Here comes someone! There is a flower picker!!"
After hearing this, everyone present looked startled.
Flower picker?
Don't these thieves always operate late at night?
It's still daylight now, so many contestants are gathered in Yanfang Tower, but there is still a flower-picking thief who doesn't open his eyes?
He's probably going out today and hasn't seen the almanac!
And... that familiar voice just now was clearly that of Doulu Oiran!
Thinking of this, everyone started to get excited.
Could it be that Doulu Oiran was invaded by the flower-picking thieves just now? If so, wouldn't that Young Master Sun also become one of the tauren like us?
At this moment, the contestants looked at Yang Dong with a hint of sympathy.
So what if all your agencies are exhausted?
In the end, wasn't the flower picker picking the peaches first?
On the other side, Yang Dong didn't care about the eyes of others at this moment, but followed the eyes.
I saw a white figure flash past, extremely fast, even beyond the limits of ordinary great martial artists.
Douluo Oiran ran out immediately after her, but compared to her, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a snail.
Seeing Doulu Oiran running out, the men present almost unanimously turned their attention to him.
It's a pity that Doulu Oiran was fully clothed and didn't have any signs of having a happy couple...
At this moment, Douluo Kuiran's face was filled with anxiety. She looked at Yang Dong and pleaded:
"Sir, the private belongings of the slave family have been taken away by the thief. Please help me, please!"
Some people died, but not completely...
