"It's a pity that my opponent is an unknown person, not famous enough, otherwise the effect will be more significant!"
Song Mingyang pretended to be humble and said: "Chu Yang, for the sake of Grandpa Zhong and Zhong Ling, I will be merciful and won't hurt you."
As soon as Song Mingyang finished speaking, he attracted another burst of praise.
"Young Master Song is indeed a decent man. He doesn't stick to trivial matters. I admire him very much."
"Young Master Song has a kind heart, is humble to others, and is so reasonable when facing a love rival. It's really rare."
Guo Yunxi looked at Song Mingyang, his eyes were full of admiration, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Mo Shang is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"
In fact, in Song Mingyang's heart, the Chen family was his biggest worry compared to Chu Yang.
He accidentally killed Chen Tianlang. The news will soon reach the Chen family, and by then the Chen family will definitely send someone to seek revenge.
In his opinion, dealing with the Chen family was more difficult than humiliating Chu Yang.
At this time, Zhong Ling, who had never been involved in the topic of betting, struggled in his heart and said with a worried expression: "Brother Mingyang, let me forget it. If there is really a fight, there will be no punches or kicks."
Hearing this, Song Mingyang's eyes were slightly sharp, and an imperceptible cold light flashed quickly.
"What's going on with Zhong Ling? Why are you still worried about Chu Yang? Could it be that she has developed a crush on Chu Yang during the time she came to Jiangzhou?"
Afterwards, Song Mingyang pretended to be gentle and said with a smile: "Ling'er, don't worry, I will take care of myself."
Immediately afterwards, Song Mingyang turned to Zhong Zhanguo and said with a smile on his lips: "Grandpa Zhong, please don't worry. I will try my best to ensure that Chu Yang will not be injured."
Zhong Zhanguo's face was as cold as frost, as if he was wearing an iron mask. He didn't respond and just glanced at Song Mingyang lightly.
Because he admired countless people, Song Mingyang's actions seemed generous, but they were provocative and murderous.
This is indeed the case.
Song Mingyang secretly said in his heart: "Zhong Zhanguo, look, this is the best son-in-law in your mind. Whether he will be hurt depends on my mood!"
Zhong Zhanguo ignored Song Mingyang, but turned his head and said to Chu Yang with serious eyes: "Chu Yang, in three days, whether you want to be my Zhong family's son-in-law or not, I hope you can be merciful until the end. "
The Song family is no better than the Chen family. The Chen family is located in the north of the Yangtze River, while the Song family, like the Zhong family, is in the south of Lingnan. Although the two families have been unhappy recently, they still have to live in the same place. Zhong Zhanguo doesn't want to do things too badly.
This is also the last thin layer of noodles left by Zhong Warring States to the Song family.
Chu Yang nodded and said, "Mr. Zhong, I understand."
Others were a little confused after hearing what Zhong Zhanguo said. Mr. Zhong must have made a mistake.
Song Mingyang felt gloomy in his heart and secretly swore: "Zhong Zhanguo, I will personally prove that you are wrong! You are wrong!"
This martial arts contest to recruit a son-in-law is coming to an end.
The Guo family, the Xu family, and people from other families came one by one to say goodbye to Zhong Zhanguo.
However, the Guo family did not intend to leave Jiangzhou just now. Guo Zhengde was still unable to swallow his breath. He decided to stay and witness the final result in three days, otherwise his trip to Jiangzhou would be in vain.
The appearance of Song Mingyang rekindled hope for Guo Zhengde, who had originally vomited blood and admitted defeat. He believed that he had not lost this secret contest with Zhong Warring States. The outcome would only be known in three days, and he even had a high chance of winning.
With the support of Guo Yunxi and Guo Yunfei, he came to Zhong Zhanguo, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Old Zhong, let's meet in three days. We look forward to the show starting, but the three days are a bit tight, even if Chu Yang doesn't eat If you don’t drink and practice all night long, I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep up with Song Mingyang!”
Zhong Zhanguo smiled lightly: "I don't know if three days are tight or not, but I know it will be enough for you to replenish your blood."
Hearing this, Guo Zhengde's face suddenly darkened, and he turned around in anger: "Yunxi, Yunfei, let's go back to the hotel!"
Xu Juqing brought people to Zhong Warringo, cupped his fists and said, "Old Zhong, I'm also taking my leave. I have something important to attend to, so I won't be participating in three days. See you again when we have a chance."
Zhong Zhanguo nodded in greeting and said, "You're welcome, Lao Xu, you are busy with your business."
Xu Juqing will stay in Jiangzhou for another day, waiting for the final news of the "Marrow Pill". He heard that there is a miracle doctor who can refine the Marrow Pill himself. Regardless of whether it is true or not, as long as it can save his granddaughter's life, he is willing to give it a try. .
