Faced with Chen Bei's unabashed ridicule, Prime Minister Chen couldn't help it anymore, and his dark face seemed to be dripping with water at any time.
There was even a hint of hidden murderous intent in his eyes, as if there was a volcano hidden in his eyes.
Chen Bei seemed not to see his anger, and still said to himself:
"You are not the only smart person in this world."
"You and I both know who spread the news about the arrival of Qilong Island's treasure."
"Just because I don't say it doesn't mean I don't know."
Chen Bei looked at Xiang Chen's unnatural expression and said sarcastically: "Even those foreign bastards are coming for the treasure, but... the Imperial Master's Office has not made any movement at all, and even let it go."
"The most puzzling thing is that the Imperial Master's Office clearly wants to reorganize martial arts, but at this juncture, it wants the Shenlong Guard to shine."
"Those fools from the Dragon Guard really thought this was an opportunity, and they even thought that the Imperial Master's Office bowed to their Dragon Guard."
"As everyone knows, this is a trial from beginning to end."
Chen Bei seemed to have understood everything, and the contempt in Chen Xiang's eyes became even more obvious.
"What are you testing?" Chen Bei clasped his hands and paced back and forth in the room, like a detective immersed in reasoning.
"I want to test how much I, a person who suddenly rose up, weighs, right?"
Prime Minister Chen opened his mouth, but no words came out, but Chen Bei continued: "If I lose, the Imperial Preceptor's Office will not suffer any losses, and the Imperial Preceptor's Office can also hand over an olive branch. In one fell swoop, I was brought under the command of the Imperial Preceptor's Office. After all, I am a miracle doctor that people call me. If one more miracle doctor joins the team, the Imperial Preceptor's Office will not suffer any loss."
"In order to make me lose completely, you even lured Huiming and the others out."
"It's a good plan."
"It's just that you didn't think I would win, did you?" Every word Chen Bei said seemed to weigh heavily on Xiang Chen's heart.
As for Xiang Chen, his expression at this time was even more angry, as if he was angry after being exposed!
"Not only did I win, but I also killed those innate masters like butchering dogs. One against three, I even killed three of them with my strength."
"So, you panicked."
"Are you afraid that one day, I will suddenly know that you are behind this, so I will include the National Preceptor's Office on the list of opponents, so you came over overnight, and then you took the guise of the Martial Arts Academy and gave me the identity of the Ninth Elder."
Chen Bei squinted his eyes and looked at Xiang Chen, who was already looking a little gray: "Am I right?"
"Master Chen Xiang?"
Chen Bei always felt that something was wrong with what happened recently, as if there was a pair of big hands behind him, adding fuel to the fire.
It wasn't until today, with Prime Minister Chen's sudden visit, that Chen Bei connected everything.
The Xiao family has been inextricably linked with the Imperial Master's Office before. Even if it is to repay a favor, it cannot be broken off.
He asked those people to pay compensation, but Mr. Xiao went to Fulong Temple himself.
As a result, Mr. Xiao was injured and went to Fulong Temple angrily.
It seemed that everything was arranged for the purpose of putting a trap called the National Preceptor's Mansion on himself.
Seeing that Chen Bei's eyes were getting colder and colder, Xiang Chen knew that if the matter could not be resolved, his life would be in danger.
After all, the man in front of him was a madman who dared to kill Huizhen in front of Mingkong, and also dared to fight Mingkong in front of all the monks in Fulong Temple.
"It is true that I have not thought carefully about this matter. If you have anything you want, as long as it is not excessive, I will do my best to satisfy you."
Chen Bei chuckled, full of disdain: "I'm very happy that you can think of compensation, but I don't like the way you talk."
"Compensation is compensation. It's because you were wrong, so you compensate me, not a charity from you."
"Aloof..." Chen Bei looked at Prime Minister Chen's eyes full of ridicule: "You are not worthy yet."
Chen Xiang really didn't expect that things would develop in this way, and he didn't expect that Chen Bei would see through his plan so quickly.
It was clear that from beginning to end, the Imperial Master's Office was hidden behind the scenes, but Chen Bei still found the flaw.
"What do you want?"
At this time, Xiang Chen looked even more tired, and when he spoke, there was even a hint of solicitation.
Chen Bei slowly sat down and gave Chen Xiang a cup of tea.
"Don't worry, I'm not a greedy person."
"Fulong Temple found me before and gave me a hundred martial arts classics and two relics as an apology."
"It's the two relics of Mingkong and Huizhen."
"I think the National Preceptor's Office can't afford this, right?"
When Xiang Chen heard this, he almost vomited blood. The Imperial Master's Office naturally had these things.
However, those martial arts classics were prepared for the martial arts academy, and those valuable treasures were also prepared for those exceptionally talented students in the future.
It's easy to get martial arts classics, just have someone print a copy and give it to him, but those are valuable treasures.
Chen Xiang raised his head and looked a little ugly: "Chongbao, can you exchange it for another one?"
"What do you think?" Chen Bei thought for a while. He now also has a robe, a fire stick as a weapon, and Yun Nian as a mount, but he doesn't know how long Yun Nian's endurance is.
It seems that all he needs now are treasures to consolidate his strength.
Use it to break your own situation.
In the room, the two looked at each other for a long time, and finally it was Prime Minister Chen who lost his temper first.
"I'll have the things delivered to Hualong Pond."
"Choose some high-end books on stick techniques." Chen Bei smiled shyly: "As you know, I am a stick user myself."
Hearing this, Chen Xiang almost vomited blood.
This person... was specifically chosen.
Suddenly Chen Xiang thought of something, and then his eyes suddenly stared at Chen Bei: "So, regardless of whether I am behind it or not, Xiao Jinglan will be injured in Fulong Temple, right?"
At this moment, Xiang Chen finally came to his senses. Xiao Jinglan lured Chen Bei into the situation in order to repay his favor, but Chen Bei didn't take advantage of Xiao Jinglan's thoughts and attack Fulong Temple. The purpose was to acquire those martial arts students. Classics.
After all, among those three families, only the monks of Fulong Temple mostly used sticks. Among the martial arts books they recorded, they also recorded the most stick techniques.
When he thought of this, Chen Xiang was a little speechless. He broke into another mountain gate for a few martial arts classics. This kid is really not ordinary reckless.
Chen Bei shrugged noncommittally and did not answer his words. In the final analysis, this matter was just about taking advantage of each other, and only the Fulong Temple family was hurt.
"Then how do you conclude that Xiao Jinglan must have been injured by Fulong Temple?"
The smile on Chen Bei's face finally became deeper:
"Because the monk is greedy."
